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Hearing her husband’s call, Alice ran into the house. But when she turned around, she saw that the orangutan had caught up to Clayton. Seemingly unable to escape, Clayton suddenly stopped and swung his ax to scare him. Close the door, Clayton screamed. I’m gonna kill it. Despite saying that, Clayton also knows that he cannot kill the monster. Alice understands the same. It was a giant orangutan that weighed at least a pound and a half. The orangutan eye sockets are very deep, lying close together. His eyes flashed under the row of raised eyebrows. ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A GIRL WHO REALLY LOVED SKIING POSTER. Clayton and the animal were only twenty feet away from the house. The orangutan showed its large, white teeth that frightened Clayton to the point of raising the hair on the back of the neck. But he was even more frightened when he saw his door open, his wife stuck her head out and waved the towel. Enter Alice. Clayton exclaimed in panic. Come in, close the door. But Alice did not listen to her husband’s warning. She waved the towel frantically for the animal to turn to her. Still, the orangutan leaned toward Clayton. Clayton swung his ax. Thump, the blade of the ax only made a sound and then popped out of the hairy skin. What a meaningless slash!
ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A GIRL WHO REALLY LOVED SKIING POSTER
The orangutan removed the ax from Clayton’s hand and threw it away like a piece of wood. It was about to grab the opponent by the neck, but before he could swing his hand, he was startled by the sound of gunshots. The bullet hit its humpback. It let out a cry of pain and then turned around to find the person who made the explosion. It saw Alice fiddling with the gun. She was confused as to how to load the second bullet. Seeing the orangutan face right in front of her, Alice was scared to faint. The orangutan left the man and rushed toward the lying woman. Though he knew his fight was pointless, Clayton followed the orangutan in the hopes that it would leave Alice, turning to him. ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A GIRL WHO REALLY LOVED SKIING POSTER. Fortunately, all of Clayton’s efforts suddenly became redundant: the running orangutans stopped, staggered a few times, and fell to the ground. Alice’s bullet from earlier completed its mission. Clayton carried his wife into the house. His wife almost did not know anything. He tried to find ways to wake his wife. It took more than two hours for Alice to peek at her husband. It all happened to Alice like a nightmare. From that day on, she became dazed like a man who lost his mind. She never walked out the door and never knew she was living in the jungle of Africa. Clayton was very worried about his wife’s mental condition.
However, he consoled himself that it was not better than seeing his wife afraid of suffering. She does not know how to be happy, not to be sad. She was no longer under stress, that is, she was not tortured anymore. All day she walked in the room, silently like a shadow. Her eyes turned dark, deep. The joyful and also the worrying thing is: the pregnancy in her womb protrudes every day under her coat. Clayton and his wife lived for nearly a year in the woods. He knew that the return of both his husband and his wife’s hopes of survival was becoming increasingly fragile. He only looks at the coincidence of fate, one day, there is a boat swimming lost in this river mouth! But he could not sit and wait. Every day he still had to work hard and hurry to prepare for the birth of his son. He went hunting for meat and skinned animals as floor cushions. He divided the house into many symbolic rooms, using dried seaweed to make blinds and molded pots of soil to plant flowers for his wife’s delight. In his spare moments, Clayton read books to his wife. He and his wife brought a lot of books for this risky trip. Sometimes he even sat down to write in the diary. Most of the time, of course, he had to be fruit gathering and hunting for food.
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Living in his second year in the forest, Clayton was ambushed and surrounded by giant apes. Fortunately, he always escaped death because he always had a gun in him. But one afternoon, Lord John Clayton stood before a terrible misfortune: after a slight fever, his wife quietly passed away, leaving behind a crimson son. Watching the corpse of his wife and baby in Clayton’s crib, Clayton froze like a petrified. He does not know how to raise his child, how to take care of it now. He ran outside, looked at the vast sea surface, then rushed back to his room, shut the door tightly. His house is silently like a grave. The old forest that afternoon was strangely quiet, like a graveyard. From time to time, his son wiggled his red heels. The child’s cry faded away weakly in the eternal murmur of the deep forest.
