Short Story

Nick Reynolds

September 18, 2014

Short Story

The Lonely Giraffe

         

          There once was a giraffe named Mike, who lived in the savannas of Africa. He only had one friend and that was himself. Mike was very depressed because none of the other giraffes wanted to play with him. Where he lived, he loved to play soccer. Soccer was by far his favorite thing to play, but it was difficult for him because no one would ever want to play with him. Every day he would dribble the ball around by himself while the other kids would make fun of him and shout mean things like “Hey fatty you are terrible at soccer” or “We’ll never let you play with us cause you’re a loser”. This made Mike very sad and sometimes he would run away bawling his eyes out.

One day when he was extending his neck to eat a delicious looking leaf, someone from behind him said “Do you want to play soccer with me?” A burst of excitement filled Mike’s eyes and he quickly replied with a yes. They both went to play pass and the other giraffe introduced himself as Alejandro. Alejandro told Mike that he and his family had just moved here from Brazil and he did not have any friends here. He also told Mike that he had a passion for soccer and soon after they were playing soccer with each other every day. All of the other giraffes made fun of Mike and Alejandro but this time it didn’t bother them because they knew they had each other…until moments later when they got hunted and were killed by an African tribe. The End