Rough Draft Short Story

The day my man’s trial came around I was very depressed, because I would be losing him today. He would either be married off to a lying pig or he would be killed by a tiger. Over the past weeks I have had been so sad and I had pleaded with my father, to let him go, but he was adamant, that my man had betrayed him. I had been listening to my father's conversations, because I had to know what door the tiger would be at. I myself was in a conundrum because I knew he would ask me for help. I most certainly do not want him to die at my expense, but I couldn't bear to see him marry someone else.
The day of the trial finally came, there were so many people in the arena. I could not even think of a reason why anyone would want to be here. I moved into my seat and I had a perfect view of both the doors. I asked my father one final time “Papa, please let him go, I’ll do anything!”. My bo finally entered the arena and the whole crowd gasped. …show more content…
He was amazing, he was tall, he was handsome, handsome, and handsome! Even the audience seemed to agree with me. He walked towards me with his eyes fixated on me. I could not look away from him our eyes were locked. My father then tapped me and Screamed “I told you... that man is a scoundrel!”.
I was usually not at these types of events, but since I had significance in this event, I had to be