the Hunter

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I am crouching in the forest. I'm aiming my gun at a white tiger. The tiger is looking in my direction. I know the tiger cannot see me. Just as I am about to shoot, the Tiger pounces. Puts its paws on my shoulder and goes for my neck. I stuck my arm in his mouth. The tiger crushes my bone. I scream. I shoot the Tiger in the eye. I only enrage it. The tiger bites my throat. I am dead quickly.

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