The Day I Met The Gruffalo

Written by Aayan P. Jain
Illustration by Aahan A. Jain

One day, my friends and I were reading a book called The Gruffalo by Julia Donaldson. The Gruffalo had terrible claws, terrible tusks, and terrible teeth in his terrible jaws. He had knobbly knees, turned out toes and a poisonous wart at the end of his nose. He had orange eyes, a black tongue and he had purple prickles all over his back. My friends thought it was just a story, but I thought it was true.


I lived next to a forest and at night I heard strange sounds. One night, I decided to go out and find the Gruffalo. I put on my clothes and leaped out of my bedroom window. Luckily, my bedroom was on the first floor of my family’s apartment because if it wasn’t, I would’ve probably been badly injured. Anyways, I sprinted into the woods at top speed. I realised that at one point of time, I was going to get tired. So I slowed down and stopped near a tree. I leaned on the tree to rest. Suddenly I noticed some scratch marks on the tree and they looked fresh. I began to get frightened. Suddenly, an owl perched on my head and screeched, “Run for your lives! The Gruffalo is coming!” And it flew away, still screeching.


Then the strangest thing happened. A snake slithered past, followed by an ostrich, an otter, a fox, an ox, a Gruffalo, and- I froze. “Wait. Was that a Gruffalo?” I asked myself. “That’s why the other animals were running away! AAAAAAAHHHHH!! Save me!” The Gruffalo spotted me. “Help! Help! Human is going to shoot me! NOOO! Please! Don’t shoot me!” I realised it was talking to me. “Don’t worry. I won’t shoot you.” “Good.” replied the Gruffalo. “But you’re so nice. They can’t be running away from YOU.” I said. “Oh, they’re running from a lion. That lion is behind you. Let me kill it.” replied the Gruffalo. And sure enough, when I turned back, a lion was creeping towards me, its claws just about to pierce my skin. The Gruffalo grabbed the lion by its throat and lopped its head off with its sharp claws. “Whoa. That was close. Thanks, Gruff. Can I call you Gruff?” I asked. “No prob. By the way, it’s almost sunrise, maybe you should go home.” it replied. “Yeah, you’re right. Bye, dude. See you around.” I said. Then I skipped happily back home.

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