"Girl friend? I haven't even thought of having a boy friend since......well for the last 3 years anyways.... Are you quite sure? After all we don't really know about each other's past. My past is not a rosey one. I have had some conflicts with people across the world. In fact, my knee is one of the resulting incidents.<br/>Perhaps we should talk for a bit. There are some things you should know about me.<br/><br/>First off, I have been a loner for the last three years because of a trip. The trip that gave me this bum knee.  A fellow photographer and I were close. We went on an African safari, focusing on taking pictures of wild animal in their natural habitat. All was going quite well and we got very close. I was the junior photographer and really admired this so called photographer. Little did I know that he had his animals trapped so that he could take the desired picture. Usually the more ferocious the better in his opinion. I disagreed. But it was a friendly disagreement. At least until we went off on our own one fateful day.<br/><br/>He was going to take me where he often get the great pictures and no one knows where it is. SO I agreed. We went to his special spot and sure enough there was a wild tiger. But the poor tiger's hind leg was caught in an iron trap! I was furious and turned on him. He told me to shut my mouth up so he could take some pictures. I started to go towards the tiger to release him but the jackass pushed me aside where another iron trap snapped onto my knee. Resulting in this." waves her hand towards her knee.<br/><br/>"Any ways, I decided to frame him like he frame that poor tiger. I had my camera and filmed him moving around the tiger and teasing it and all the throwing of sticks and stones at the poor creature. I cried silently as I watched helplessly as the poor tiger was submitted to the torture. I nearly interfered but for the good of all animals I allowed it to go on. When he finished with his picture taking, he left me and the tiger alone. Night would be there in a few hours and then the cold would set in. I pulled myself towards the tiger and the tiger sensed that I was a friend. I filmed my leg and the trap and the tiger struggling to get me. I filmed my trip to that poor tiger.<br/><br/>"That night, I shared my food and water with that tiger. He was sore sorely beaten. I used my emergency blanket to cover him and my rain cloak over us both. We slept peacefully. I tried at various times to call for help but it was of no use. My cell phone wouldn't penetrate the dense jungle. The next day about day break, help came. They began to yell at the tiger but I told them to stop for he was my friend. And a much better friend then fellow photographer. He quote ' stumbled in the hotel in the early hours of the morning' and told people that he was attacked by a man eating tiger and he couldn't save me. When the rescue people did find me, it was by accident. They were tracking a wild boar in the area that was posing a threat to the villagers nearby. They took me and the tiger to the village on litters. No one at that time knew I had taken the pictures.<br/>By the time I did get back to the hotel, he had made up some wild story of a large wild man eating tiger roaming the jungle. I did not talk to anyone but called a zoo friend for the poor tiger was about to  put him down because his leg was totally busted up. I told them to wait. That I might be able to find him a good home in the US. and I did. He was my witness at the court hearing where I sued the photography company as well as my so called fellow photographer. The judge awarded me and Bengali a nice sum. They photographer ended up in jail in attempted murder for he wanted me to be gotten rid of. It was all planned out to have a wild tiger to eat me. Some person unknown was to release the tiger and force it to attack me.  The photography company went bankrupt because they knew about how jackass got his pictures.<br/><br/>But Bengali and I are the best of friends. Even tho I have many enemies now in the photography world." Rosewoode was shaking by now and tears streamed down her face as she finished up her story.<br/><br/>"That is the reason I rarely get close to anyone. SO many of my so called friends sided with jackass, male and female, coworkers and not."