Twelve Angry Animals
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This story is going to tell the side of humans who were told and treated as monsters, our intention with this is to show that there is always another side in story, which we should not hide.
It all started with the problems in justice, they gave me a lot of headaches. The problems were killing me. The only moment I forgot everything was when I was drinking alone.
Mr. Jones, let’s cut to the point. I don’t have all day!, said the judge, interrupting me.
Ok, well, the problem was that whenever I drank, what had been happening often, I forgot my problems, but also of my of my animals. I used to forget to feed, take care and clean them up.
One day, my animals made some kind of “Rebellion” against me, when I was asleep. They attacked me and one of my men. He ran away, but I didn’t have time and I couldn’t. The animals kicked, bit and scratched me. Everything was in chaos. I couldn’t understand what was going on. I lit a light, and I could see twelve animals with furious looks. They put me running. I ran away as fast as I could to another farm of my family.
A while later, I summoned two other farmers and their men. We were armed for the figth. with sticks and I with a gun for necessary case since I was afraid of them. After a very violent fight time, we realized that there was no way we could win, we decided to run away. After a few minutes running, we realized that a boy was left behind. When asked for him, one of my men sadly replies that he died.
I was shocked. That had gone too far. A life. A life had been lost because of those stupid animals. Getting us kicked off the farm was one thing. But after they killed one of my comrades, I decided to come here, in the police.
- Really. The animals crossed the line. We are going to have to fight them. You will be punished for animal abuse, but first we will take care of animals, which by the way are a threat to all.
The policeman gathered his companions and next to me we went to the farm that the animals were. Upon arriving there the animals were quiet and unprepared, so we took the opportunity to attack. It was easy, as we brought ropes and we used them to hold on to their necks, to take them to the chain of animals, when enormous cart-horse escaped and attacked us. Luck was that we brought tranquilizer weapons and we could at the time shoot him. He felt, so we needed to dragged him with difficulty to jail.
And now I am here telling you the story of the farmers revolution that beat the rebel animals.
Maria Fernanda Munhoz
Rafaela Pedreschi
