Writing Prompt

"I hate safaris." One day I decided to go to the safari and see all the animals. Little did I know what would happen later that day. I decided to take a jeep safari that day, this is when my day went south. First, an elephant blew water on me with his trunk. Secondly, a cheetah bit my hand, and finally a lion decided that I was dinner. And that is why I hate Safaris!...

“I hate safaris. They’re the absolute worst! Not only is there a smelly ugly box on wheels they like to call a “jeep”, but there’s also a long bumpy hard as rocks road that runs all over the place!

I mean how do they expect us to actually enjoy this like they said we would. And don’t get me started on the chit chatter that goes on. Some of them can be really loud and obnoxious. I just wish ...

“ I hate Safaris”, said my sister Angela.

“Why?”, I said. “Because that is your thing, not mine.

My name is Francis Weis. I am the oldest of David and Maria Weis. My father is a private lawyer with his own firm, while my mother is an accountant for the First National Bank. With our parent’s income, my sister and I lived pretty well off. My sister Angela Weis and I may be family, however when loo...

"I Hate Safaris"

"And why is that Ethan?" Questioned Eliza.

Ethan shrugged. "Ugh. I knew this was going to come up at some point. Was just dreading it."

"That's what I'm here for. Perhaps it's not as bad as you think?"

Ethan shook his head. "No, it's pretty bad."

"Tell me about it, Ethan."

"Alright. I guess I'll start from the beginning." Ethan cleared his throat and adjusted himse...

I hate safaris. This feeling had been growing on me for years, and until recently, I ignored it. For what purpose does it serve? I live in a city isolated from anything remotely close to a safari, and, short of the zoo, animal watching is only achieved by the infrequent run in with a small bird. I believe, however, that I can not ignore my indignation.

There is something beneath my psyche that ...

“I hate safaris” the brother said to his sister as he watched the rhinoceros edge its way ever closer to the stuck land cruiser. “We should be out of this soon” the guide promised before going back to her walkie talkie. “Relax it’s just a rhino, what’s the worst that can happen?” His sister jinxed before the rhino charged into the vehicle unsticking it from the mud but at the consequence of toppli...

“I hate Safaris,” Jay, the mechanic, grumbled, kicking the ugly old van’s tires. “Safaris and Savanas, Seriously the ugliest vans GMC ever made.” She pulled her dirty blond hair into a messy bun before popping the hood.

“Worse than the Chevy Astro?” Mace, her boyfriend asked. He was sitting in his usual place, a desk next to the door that led from the house to the garage, where the wifi signal w...

“I hate safaris. Everything is boxy. And you know I don’t feel free to express myself in muted earth-tones. And what is this shit, leopard print? You have to be kidding me. Can I call in sick?”

“You’re already here, Anthony. Besides, you look great in leopard.”

“No, shit. I look good in everything. Where is Marcus?”

Chloe quarter-turned toward the open door and snapped her fingers. Some name-...

(Another rush)

“I hate safaris.”

I said to myself as the road became bumpier and bumpier. As the road got bumpier, a sharp rock scraped against the front right tire, which caused it to flatten. Oh no.. my biggest problem come to life! Now I’m gonna be out here longer. I guess it can’t be a big deal, the tire is getting fixed now.

But wait, I just heard a roar. What was that? Oh no, a lion. The...

I hate safaris. And I’ll tell you why…

It wasn’t the intense heat that radiated down and caused increased humidity in the air. The way my face and body dripped with sweat and made me both physically uncomfortable and caused me to feel self conscious about the smell of me in front of my lady guide.

I could smell the mix of Jeep exhaust and animal dung, though I couldn’t tell you in the moment wh...