A Sad Tale by Zoe

Once upon a time there was a little boy who was mean to his tribe. He was lonely because his only friend died in a hunting accident.

One day he went to pick on some boys who we're going on a camp.So he got his sack with his weapons which included his spear and his boomerang. He followed them for an hour or so. They had set up camp and were happy sitting by the fire they had proudly made. When they all went to sleep a pack of hungry dingos could smell the boys and attacked all of the boys in a vicious way. The boy could here the screaming of the boys in pain and he ran away as fast as he could. He managed to hide behind a rock which had a little cave so he had a power nap. Early in the morning he decided that he needed to head for home because he had little food and he would starve if he did not do anything about it. He got his sack and he walked back to the camp site of the boys and he saw about twenty dingos walking around the abandoned camp. He was seen by one dingo and that dingo was watching him the entire time he was there. The boy left crying after seeing the innocent boys had died. He ran and ran and ran until he could not breath. He sat down and fiddled with his spear and his boomerang. He rubbed his thumb over the carvings in the boomerang that his great grand father had carved when the boy was little. Meanwhile the dingo was following the boy. He was behind a bush then he saw the boy and got ready to pounce on him when the boy looked around for the last time and then the dingo killed the boy.
One day ten years later the boys mother was walking outback and found the boomerang. She picked the boomerang up and cried.