prompt: Describe a short, terrifying experience with a lion.
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chosen.content: Describe a short, terrifying experience with a lion.
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chosen.content: Don't look away. Maintain eye contact. Lionel's words were uppermost in my mind as I struggled not to blink. The large yellow eyes were so close to me, and as I continued to stare at them, my own eyes filled with tears.
  
  The minutes ticked by. I shuddered and began to sweat. If I died here, would anyone find my body? Tears flowed down my face, but I persisted with my unblinking gaze.
  
  Certain that this was the end, I began to imagine my bleached, white skeleton being found by tourists on safari, years from now.
  
  I knew that I could not face seeing my killer. There was nothing for it but to close my eyes and surrender.
  
  With my eyes tightly shut, I curled into a ball and waited, hoping the end would come swiftly.
  
  Without warning, the silence was broken by a menacing roar. I braced myself for the impact, but as the seconds ticked by, nothing happened.
  
  Why was I still alive? I forced my eyes to open.
  
  The big craggy lion gave me one last scornful glance with his magnificent golden eyes before tossing his mane and sauntering away.
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rejected.content: Describe a short, terrifying experience with a lion.
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