Pickle's Journal of Life

Pickle’s

Journal

Of life

Sometime in the world…

Years ago, when I first entered the world I got abandoned. Farmers took me away from my mama as soon as I opened my eyes. I only got a tiny little glimpse of her. Then I was taken away, but I got separated from the rest of my family. And so I lived on the streets for a while. It’s a sad story really, but in the end. When Maverick comes in. It’s something that would make you cry happy tears.

For 1, living on the streets was horrid. And nobody cared for a small little piglet like me. I kept on wandering on the streets looking the cutest I could be. Hoping someone would come and scoop me up. Anyways, that bit was in the past. I try to forget those days, but it’s just a bit hard to. Considering I have been doing that for YEARS. Maybe once or even twice, someone asked if they could take me home. But they always thought I belonged to someone. I tried to give the people hints that I don’t have a home. And so I roll in mud to make me look bad and sad. But when they see me, they just look disgusted. No one wants to take an ugly muddy pig home.

Years and years and more years passed. And nobody wanted me, I ended up growing up on the streets. I got uglier and uglier, I know THAT because when someone sees me now they try to cover up their vomits. Or even their Laughs… I feel like this place is perfect, and it's only flaw is me. I’ve seen myself on the TV’s on the windows of the electricity stores or the newspaper store. And so now when people look at me they’re like “Look! That’s the ugly muddy pig from TV! Can you believe it! He’s soo ugly that he “WON'' front page of the newspaper!” And then, they’d just laugh. We’ll see who's laughing when I get an owner! One Day I wandered so far, I didn’t even recognise the place I ended up in! It looked like a very poor village. They all slept in tents! That’s when I realised this wasn’t a poor village… I was at a campsite! It looked like so much fun! I wanted to join in on all the fun too! But it kinda turns out that these people REALLY liked pork. So I kinda don’t wanna tell you the story, but I should. (It’s really scary) SO it’s pretty much being chased by a pitchfork and flaming torches. One of them would've caught me with a pitchfork straight in the bum. So I ran away as far as I could.

And before you knew it I was a fully grown pig. I survived through my entire life, but without an owner… everyday I would get sadder and sadder, knowing that I would probably live this life until my very last day. I was a sad lost little pig, I started to give up on my life, thinking that I'm never going to achieve anything. So I just wandered thinking about why I even have a life if it’ll end so tragically. I wandered and wandered and found myself in a zoo! I saw a million pigs knowing this was my home. So I wiggled through the bars of the pig pens, and thought I was going to live happily ever after there. But after a while I realised the pigs were really kind. But they weren't my family. So I tried to get back to my old life, but I had gotten too chubby to fit through the bars. You might think this is funny, BUT IT’S NOT. Well, maybe a little bit funny…

So since I couldn't fit through the bars anymore there was no going back. One Day a 10 year old boy came to the zoo with his father, his father looked awfully familiar after a while of staring at him like a creep. I realized he was the guy who almost stabbed me in the but as I was a little piglet, I thought he was here to kill me. But he was just here to enjoy the zoo. I heard the crazy man say Maverick a million times, so I guess his son’s name is Maverick. Maverick really seemed to like me. He kept on staring at me through the bars, apparently he’s pork free. But his dad is a world famous pork hunter. His dad was really harsh on him and had high expectations from him. I kinda felt sorry for him, then he started telling me something. He told me it was a secret, he told me that when he was a baby he was taken away from his mother too. At that very exact moment I felt like someone was just like me and had experienced what I have gone through. Maverick was a really good boy and I finally felt like someone actually loved me more than anything.

Suddenly I saw maverick’s stinky hands go through the bars to squeeze me out. My head just went POP through the bars. I snorted so happily I wet myself. Maverick scooped me up and ran for it. As fast as he could. His dad didn’t even notice, but I guess his dad didn’t really love him either. As he was running he told me all sorts of things about him, I couldn’t hear most of it because he was running out of breath. But I heard one thing that man was NOT his father, it was his mum’s brother. Heh, when he told me I couldn’t believe I thought that man was his father. But Maverick told me that we didn’t need him, and that we could live together in happiness…

Maverick lived in a tree on the branches, no tree-house or anything. I thought it was just like my old life at first, but I realised I was so much happier now that Maverick was here…

One day, we finally set our goal to Cliff Rocks…