We had had been walking for few days now. My previous home, acres of lush green pastures with valleys of huge beautiful shady trees and a wide clear and cool river had been intruded. Few days ago, humans suddenly turned up at our place. We were just peacefully lazying around the river bank when they started clearing the land. We could not do anything. As the trees fell all over, father gathered all of us and we sadly left. We had to find a new home deeper into the tropical rainforest. Our home was destroyed by the illegal loggers.
Along the way, we met many other wildlife animals in all shapes and sizes, all fighting for survivals. The strong live on while the weak usually perished. That’s the circle of life. The other animals usually left us alone. I was the youngest elephant baby and the smallest among all. Mother was constantly by my side. Whenever she went searching for food, the …show more content…
I was busy playing with my older friends when we heard the pitiful cries of pain. Feeling worried, I joined the others towards the sound. There on the ground was a terrible sight. My father, the mightiest leader laid dead on the ground. Panicking, I searched for mother. I found her further on, gasping for air and she fell on the ground crushing the plants all around her. I cried and rushed to mother. We entwined our trunks and she laid there no more moving. I looked all around. All the fourteen elephants were dead. The herd moved on with a new bull replacing my father as their leader. I stayed on snuggling close to mother for many days, sometimes prodding her with my trunk hoping for her to wake