The giant python
It was a usual Sunday morning with a sunny day but subtracting with the cool wind making it a wonderfool morning. Being gardening lover I went to water some of the plant but came with another work. The grasses of the nearby area had become too long which indirectly difficult to travel to the straight mile road. Therefore, I decided cut them. As I was on my way, I saw something crawling. I just zoomed in and with no stop ran away to my house. It was a 17 feet python.
I immediately shut all the doors with my family members inside the house and called the snake catcher team. But as they said it will take time to come. And this made us completely scared.
The snake was really looking like a giant anaconda with deep muddy yellow stripes made on the skin.
We waited for approx. 11 hours and then finally the team arrived they tried to catch through their techniques and skills but it was too difficult as the snake was too strong to hold up. But at last, the fight ended and the team won.
It was really a good day with some tightening events.
Dark. The landscape was covered with it. Only a sliver of the sun could be seen on the horizon. I had to be careful with my steps.
Wet. I attempt to bypass the swampier parts of the area. No matter how hard I tried, mud still managed to get in my boots. There goes another pair of socks.
Red. I see the flag, marking were we planted the bait. Three down, one to go. Then I can go to sleep, or eat a real breakfast.
Bite. I bend down to get a closer look at the trap. The bait’s completely gone. Only pieces of dead scales remain. So I guess it really is a big one.
Scream. A bird’s early call rings through the air. I flinch.
Shake. I shiver, just a little bit. I try to tell myself that it’s the cold but that wouldn’t make sense. I’m in the midst of Florida summer.
Run. I’m getting impatient now. I see the last flag. I get this and I’m home free. I feel something brush up against my leg. I freeze. I can see its eyes. I feel trapped in them. I see it preparing to strike.
I run. I shake. I scream. It bites. There’s red. It’s wet. It’s dark.
I’m Lucky to be Alive
It’s huge i’m telling you,
The monster had to be at least 17 feet,
You have to believe me,
I’m lucky to be alive.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it,
I could see it staring back at me,
Slithering its way towards me just for an appetizer,
I’m lucky to be alive.
The one time I wished I never went alone,
Seeing my life flash before my eyes,
Wondering if that beast was going to be the last thing I ever see,
I’m lucky to be alive.
I ran as fast as I can back to camp,
Telling them the whole experience,
They were all surprised and wanted to see it for themselves,
But I was lucky to be alive.
The creature was actually quiet calm,
It didn’t put up a fight,
Now if you don’t believe my story I have a picture to prove it,
And you must admit i’m lucky to be alive.
I search through these wet marsh lands. Me and my team of rehabilitation specialist have been searching for Burmese pythons which have been infesting the everglades of Florida. As I gently walk through the thick mud I hear a rustle in the shrubs, I pan my head in the direction I head the sound. At first I saw nothing but as I heard another rustle right where I was looking I saw it. I yelled for my team "I FOUND A HUGE ONE" they came running towards my way unaware of the massive beast I have just found. As they get to me I point out to the snake its giant body was thicker than my torso. My team looks at the snake all four of them gasping at the monster that had to be over fifteen feet. We started coming up with a plan on how to catch it, we had to think fast because at this time it was moving towards a body of water. We divert its attention by grabbing its tail, it didn't like that. Through a long process of getting the pythons attention, dodging bites, and grabbing we finally managed to get the snake. After measuring it out we found out that it was seventeen feet long, we decided to take a picture with this monster. It took four of us just to hold it all up.
Walking through the tall grass in the open field, Blake shouts, “HOW MUCH LONGER,” to the three other rangers walking 70 yards ahead of him. “TWENTY MORE MINUTES.” Blake continues dragging his unseen feet as he trudged on. They come upon a large tree and stop, Blake finally catches up and they all glance at each other not daring to make a sound. They needed to find this python to be able to reopen the park. Each ranger scans the tree and the rest of the field. They all look different ways to prevent any surprise sightings of the python. Finally Blake spots the python in the field. He alerts the others and they slowly creep up behind. They execute their plan of grabbing the snake from behind and launching themselves over it to catch it in time. Everything goes according to plan and they each carry the python back to camp for a victorious picture.