My Ending to The Lady and The Tiger

So there he was. That young boy standing in front of his own fate. With just a flinch of his own hand, his life could end in a long cold fight with the ferocious tiger. Or his life could be with a nice young lady that he would desire. He had made up his mind. He slowly walked over to the left door, ignoring the princess’s advice, where he stood in front of his fate. His hand trembling, his mouth clenched together, he opened the left door. There stood the ferocious tiger. The princess was trying to save him! Why didn’t he believe her? The tiger’s black and orange skin made the the simple tiger look like a killing machine. His dirty fangs were a dull brown. They must have been stained with the blood and flesh of his previous victims. As quickly as he saw the tiger, he dashed away from the beast. He screamed in the shock of his discovery. He pleaded to the crowd to throw him something to fight the ferocious beast with. Then he saw his real love of his life and she threw him a knife used to cut the steak in the royal box. He caught the knife and turned around to meet his dangerous opponent. There was the ferocious tiger, ready to pounce. In that instance, he knew he had to fight with the tiger. The tiger jumped in the air and got on top of the lover boy’s body. The boy knew this was his time to strike so he took his knife and swung it across the tiger’s chest. The beast roared with pain. There was blood spewing out of the tiger’s chest. From that point, the boy knew he had won. He quickly got up and stabbed the tiger in the back to end his misery. The crowd roared with frustration. But the boy knew he won equally. Before he knew it, the king announced that this was outrageous, and could not happen. He said that this was a disgrace to his games. The only way he could make up for it was if his very own daughter killed him. That was immediately placed in order and the princess was brought down with a small rusty orange sword. The boy was placed on his feet and the princess slowly sawed off his head. This is how the boy’s life ended, but he couldn’t have died any other way. He could have only been killed by his true love.

 

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