Butterfly Heaven had a new addition today.
She was walking back to the house after sending him off, an orchestra playing happy tunes in her head. Peaceful melodies, and then suddenly, she saw vague movement on the ground. She bent to take a closer look.
It was a caterpillar, half-squashed. It had probably been partially squashed by someone or something that had fallen on it earlier, but the other half still bravely tried to move. It struggled to walk, and failing, stood still in pain. Poor caterpillar repeated this several times. The girl wasn't sure what to do. Her feet first took her several steps ahead, but then her heart took her back.
She looked around for something, a leaf, a twig, with which she could cover the caterpillar to end its pain.She finally found a dead leaf, brown and dry, and placed it gently over the caterpillar. Then, she raised her foot to kill it.
Was it murder?
She was walking back to the house after sending him off, an orchestra playing happy tunes in her head. Peaceful melodies, and then suddenly, she saw vague movement on the ground. She bent to take a closer look.
It was a caterpillar, half-squashed. It had probably been partially squashed by someone or something that had fallen on it earlier, but the other half still bravely tried to move. It struggled to walk, and failing, stood still in pain. Poor caterpillar repeated this several times. The girl wasn't sure what to do. Her feet first took her several steps ahead, but then her heart took her back.
She looked around for something, a leaf, a twig, with which she could cover the caterpillar to end its pain.She finally found a dead leaf, brown and dry, and placed it gently over the caterpillar. Then, she raised her foot to kill it.
Was it murder?
1 comment:
Coup de grâce, my friend, coup de grâce.
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