Scar's Narration

Damn it.

Who was I? King of Pride Rock, Fiercest in the Pride Land. Now surrounded by my own army. Now a failure. Now nothing. Just a lion ready to fight. Or die. No one will hear my wrath. No one will care of the feelings of a villain. Certainly.

I had power.

Had.

I did horrible things to get my power. Power that are supposed to be mine.

Supposed.

So I gritted mt teeth, unsheath...

Hmph.

I recall our teacher, Mrs Hart, telling us the differences between a fact and an opinion. “A fact is true!” She yelled in her high-pitched voice, “an opinion is not!” I consider the sentence ‘Today is your day to die’ an opinion. That appeared on a calendar for facts. I flip the calendar back to the page before, and found a fact: 'Elephants can remember things for a very, very long time....