Ashiq's diary entry

This week we wrote diary entries exploring different viewpoints of endangered animals. Below is Ashiq's diary entry from the perspective of an endangered tiger.

Dear diary ,

                  I am in a gloomy, dark cave with my cute cubs. I am scared  but my cubs are with filling me with hope .Will we live? Let me explain what has happened. There I was, taking care of my adorable cubs in a diminutive way  in the hulking forest.

I was axiomatic  when I saw that figure. Beyond the beautiful skies I was sensing danger. I can sniff danger. Boom! I scuttle away. The hunter is after me.

I am sprinting faster then  a soldier in a war galloping  from the tank. I help my baby cub up.  Screaming  bullets remarkably  miss me. I misguide the hunter and perish  away from the unmissable man. My baby cubs are as malnourished as a car fuming out petrol. 

From,

Tiger

PS (I hope the hunter must have a legitimate  reason for killing me).