Whipped, Beaten, Kicked, just for human entertainment.
Mocked, Laughed, Spat, just for human fun.
"YOU STUPID ANIMAL!" -whip-
"YOUR SO PATHETIC!"
"YOU WORTHLESS BEAST!" -whip-
He screamed as I did my best to perform and satisfy my master.
I am a Caspian tiger the last of my kind. I was only a cub when I was captured by those creatures known as humans. They took me away from the only family I ever had, to be trained to preform at the worlds most famous circus in America !
I have spent half my life in the circus.
At night I were to be locked up in a cramped metal cage in the dark.
At noon I would be trained to perform new tricks. Such as standing on my front two paws or jumping through a ring of fire!
I was beaten or kicked if I ever made one mistake.
I was starved if I couldn't perform a trick.
Fear rose in me everyday. I would shiver in fright whenever I heard my masters voice.
"MOVE"
"JUMP"
"YOU BEAST"
I could see every animal, from the smallest show mouse to the biggest elephant cry in pain!
I look up to the sky sometimes wondering what freedom would feel like again...
I see the birds soaring high up above wishing that I could fly with them from this place called hell!
"YAHHH" The crowd goes wild!
It is time for the circus to perform. -whip-
I am forced to come leave my cage.
Out of the curtains I am announced and taken to perform next.
I see pain in the elephants eyes as her trainers pricks her with the bull hook !
I see the pain of the horses eyes from the scars they've been whipped !
My turn has now come and I'm high up on a plank about to walk across a rope 20 feet high!
Fear takes over my entire body as the devil screams, "WALK YOU BEAST."
One step, two steps, three steps... -skssss. THUD-
I have fallen from the rope, my body stiff as a rock. I feel nothing but I know I am dying. Everything goes black.
" Casper, Casper" A kind voice speaks.
I open my eyes slowly and I see a young girl.
I see tears in her eyes.
"He's alive" she says with a smile of relief.
But where am I ? I wondered....
"Casper, you are going to be alright. I will help you. No more suffering, No more pain." The kind voice spoke comforting me in assurance.
I thank her for setting me free.
I am finally back in the wild where their are no whips, no shouting, and no pain. Only Peace.
My orange fur has now turned white, my sight almost blind, my voice as croaky.
My time has come to be set free from this world.
To finally rest in forever peace.
But before my last breath I make a wish.
I wish for the freedom of all captive animals.
I pray for the cruelty to stop for good.
I pray for every circus and zoo in the world to be closed down forever.
No animal should ever suffer!
Remember me for I am now gone.
Remember my tears and make a difference.
YOU ARE READING
THE TEARS OF A TIGER
غير روائيWhipped, Kicked, beaten, just for human entertainment Mocked, Laughed, Spat, just for human fun. This is the sad life story of a Caspian tiger. The last of his kind. I hope this story touches your heart.