I am the hare in the story The Tortoise and the Hare. Most people think that I am very proud of myself and lazy. But that is the story that the rubbish tortoise created. Let me tell you the truth.
The day before I had a race with that stupid tortoise, he took me to his home and let me have a big meal. The meal was very delicious so I forgot to be careful of the food. I just thought the tortoise was very kind and let me have a big meal so I decided to have a fair race with him.
Things that were impossible happened. When I was racing with the stupid tortoise, I felt very dizzy and tired. After the starting bell rang, I couldn’t run any more so I lay down on the ground. Suddenly, the crazy tortoise kicked me down the hill (our racing place). I felt more dizzy and was in great pain. Finally, I stopped because of a tree; I crashed into it.
After a few days, I woke up and looked for the tortoise, because I knew what happened when I was dreaming. The big meal I ate in the crazy tortoise’s home was poisoned. He should have put something in the food to make me feel tired. Then I lost the race. After that, he would gather all the reporters, teachers, writers, children, students, adults, the elderly and so on and tell them how lazy and stupid I was.
The ending of the story created by the crazy tortoise is I lost the race. But the truth is I reported what the tortoise did to the police and the tortoise finally got into prison. Ha! Ha!
After this, I didn’t tell anyone about it. This is a secret between you and me.