We went inside
the forest and stopped near a very small pond when we saw a dead wild boar. Flies
were hovering around it. It was so smelly there I almost felt like puking. It
was too marshy and we couldn't go close to the wild boar. We could see its little
tusk and its nose was not there. Its skin were little torn, mostly eaten by
birds. - Chaitanya S Vellal, 5B
