Soaring through the thick cloud an eagle hurdled towards Earth. It swooped down and picked up a squirrel. I watched from the park bench helplessly as the eagle flew back up. I thought to myself “that’s just the circle of life”.
A few minutes later the eagle was back. “Back for another bite” I mumbled. It looked like it was going to hit the ground it gained speed plunging downwards. I saw a small figure on his back, it was the squirrel.
It was actually controlling the bird.
The squirrel jumped off the eagle and got in a fighting position. It scratched the eagle in the face and the eagles eye fell out and rolled along the stony footpath. The squirrel jumped on the eagles back and clawed him to the death. And the squirrel lived happily ever after.