| Then she heard a noise coming from behind her and slowly turned around. There, before her, stood a big
striped hyena. It let out a loud roar that blew Rose’s tail back and forth. She reached into the pocket
of her rose-patterned apron and pulled out a bottle of rose-scented perfume. She aimed it at the hyena and
sprayed. The hyena sniffed the air and began to laugh at Rose. He laughed and laughed. Rose got very
angry and sprayed him again. He only laughed harder. After a while, the hyena stopped. He hit the bottle of perfume out of Rose’s hand and knocked the basket of rose hips over. Rose began to get scared. The hyena wasn’t laughing anymore. It was angry and growled at her. She didn’t know what to do. The hyena moved closer and closer to her. Rose grabbed her tail and sprayed the hyena. This time he didn’t laugh. He let out a loud scream and ran off into the woods. |
Rose could smell the foul odor all around her. She
didn’t like it. She grabbed the perfume bottle and
sprayed and sprayed until the whole bottle of rose
perfume was gone. She gathered her basket of rose hips and went home. That night, as she lay in the
bathtub, soaking in bubbly rose water, she thought about how much she still loved roses, but maybe from
then on she’d eat a stinkbug or two once in a while, just in case. The End |
