Book of Mer.. short Story #1 (Part III)

Jumping up and down on the bed feeling tall and then short, I reach close to the wall that if I just raise it a bit more I will peel the white paint off.

Look, a spider, and a big one too!! Now I have to smash it so the kingdom will be saved. HIgher and higher, almost touching the sky.

Now I'm a kangaroo jumping to get away from being eaten. My blood is pumping and I turn my head and see the eyes of the tiger.

My body is going up and down, my feet pounding against the dirt trying to save my life. Higher and higher, farther and farther; but that tiger is just on my tail. I jump and go over a huge tree. The birds squawking and flying away. their wings in there own rhythm of drums, beating at my skin.

I turn and see the tiger closer and closer. I feel the sweat dripping on my forehead like a waterfall.

I need to get away, up and down, up and down. trying to get away. My heart is beating a fast beat, the birds beating their drums. My breath pounding in my ears. Only the song of prey and predator around. Everything calm around

My head turns involuntary and the tiger getting small and the big comes closer and closer, ever so closer.

Please! My beaten legs, pound harder. That's it, find the rhythm of the song, find the beat to survive. Take me up and take me down; take me farther and farther, but the tiger getting closer and closer.

It's almost here, I hear the growl of satisfaction, please, no! Not me, a lone kangaroo. Beat faster my precious legs for the reason that he's getting closer...

All of a sudden the paws are on me! "I thought I told you to not be jumping on the bed." My mother told me, scolding me while holding my small waist in her big hands.

I look at her in disbelief and cry out. "Mama, mama, you saved me from the tiger." I wrapped my arms around her neck and kiss her on her cheek, with a sounding smack and leaving saliva as a reminder.

My mother, now understanding tells me in her own childlike voce, with a little twinkle shinning in her smiling eyes.

"Come my dear, let's celebrate with my mango juice that I have made especially for you." and takes me away from the terrifying land.

I look over her shoulder and I see the tiger drinking tea

How I wish I was 6 again.