horors of the bush

It was another Friday night and I sat at home by myself. I heard a loud screech coming from just outside the door; I nervously peered out of the window to see a dark silhouette moving towards the side of the house and to a nearby gum tree. Suddenly a loud thump crashed on to the tin roof and a scraping noise followed, it was like nails down a chalk board.
I imagined what kind of ferocious monster was lurking around outside in the shadows, I heard a crash along with shrill screams and growls. I opened the door as quietly as possible and looked down to see a creature sitting on the door mat. This made me jump in fright, “TOBY” I cried in relief as I realised it was merely my humble pet cat Toby. I was horrified when I realised his nose was cut and dripping with blood and it was obvious he had been in a fight .This beast was getting scarier and scarier by the minute.
I sat worrying and wondering, the scenarios and images of every horror movie I had ever seen flashed into my mind and I grew more and more anxious. I saw small beady glowing eyes looking at me through the window I felt numb with fear. My quaint home was now being terrorised by a vicious demon and I had no idea what I was going to do.
I decided I had to be brave and built up the courage to go outside and investigate. I took a few steps out the door, eerie noises travelled through the air and the crisp night breeze blew past and a shiver went down my spine. Dark figures and shapes moved about and the shimmering moonlight shone through the trees, this acted as my only source of light. I walked around looking for the cause of my dismay. I began to dread what I would find, my heart commenced to beat quickly and I broke into a cold sweat.
I heard petrifying sounds coming from just beyond the trees in front of me. I ventured toward the bedlam and found myself nearing closer to the compost heap. From a distance I could see a faint figure standing over the bin of food scraps. I stood still in disbelief, what was I doing out here, this thing could be deadly, but I decided I had come too far to go back inside now so I continued walking. With every step I took I became more scared, my knees were weak and I couldn’t make a sound.
Finally I was close enough to see the monstrosity properly, it had its back turned to me and I approached as quietly as possible. It had a large matted and bushy tail. I crept closer and as I did so the dry gum leaves rustled under foot, this spooked the savage beast and it turned around in fright. I managed to get a good glimpse of its face and realised this ferocious animal that had been threatening my home was simply one of the unique bush critters.
“Hello little mate you scared me you know” I told the little brute.
I picked up an apple from the ground and held it out; he nabbed it quickly and scampered off.
I started walking back to the house “only a possum” I sighed to myself
“All that for a harmless possum”.

horors of the bush

talina

Joined December 2008

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