Raptor

A Story of a Murder Survivor

Years ago, when I was 10 years old, I was once stuck in an unknown island name Coco Island, I made that name up myself.

Actually there were my parents there, my brothers, my sister and a cousin. We were out there high and dry, not to mention that there was no food around that small and creepy kind of island.

However, we found out that the place was properly full of coconut fruits that dropped down from numeral big old coconut trees as we found them in every corner of the island. We were all quite happy that we could eat all of the coconut flesh and drank its quenching water.

In some afternoon, we were willing to have one and only tasty, chewy grilled coconut meat for dinner, as we had always had them for all week and yet it was always good and we loved it. But then I felt something strange, like something or someone was watching us quietly and ready to jump out to scare the creep out of us.

The feeling was right, someone unknown was suddenly creeping out of the bush over there and talked to us nicely, "hello foreigners!". He continued, "what are you all doing out here?". We had been in that island for two weeks yet we met that strange individual just then, how odd.

We were astonished by the presence of this old filthy man wearing big old fish skin and coconut leaves covering his thin body. I thought he was a primeval caveman who'd gotten into time worm and popped into the year of 2000's.

He was just making funny moves and kept chatting weirdly we couldn't understand ended up entertaining me and my family watching him constantly.

Suddenly, I heard something from our right and left side, there were several other men crawling up to us and attacked us wickedly. They were super creepy.

Short story, my family ended up becoming a big dinner for such ravenous intelligent predators. I survived and I am now one of them by the way.