Shanti:
"Yeah, wild animals have always scared me," I said, looking warily around. "If it wasn't for those animals, though, this place would be a great place to live, I suppose." When he asked me if I had ever been out here before, and I was about to make a smart reply out of it, but decided against it. "I did go in here once," I admitted. "I was really young and didn't know we weren't allowed to go in here. I had barely ventured in when a tigercame running up to me, pnning me on the ground. My father had noticed my disappearance, and came rushing over here, fighting the wild cat. He told me to go back home, and I did. I never saw him again." Tears began streaming down my face, and wouldn't stop no matter what. "I guess that's when I officially became afraid of the jungle."
Jasmine:
"I really hope so," I said. "But I can't say for certain. But, like I said earlier - I won't stop until either I've found her, or I'm dead." I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, ready to go to sleep. I yawned. "Wow, I am really tired. Are you?"