BlueStripedFox - Page 23

We walked out of our tiny house. i was a tiny bit nervous. Most kids my age would think hunting is fun, but I don't. For some reason I was afraid, but I shouldn't be. As back then i didn't know what was in store for me, or would i say follow me. Read Full Chapter

I stood there staring for a moment until " C,mon " my Mum said " We better start packing ". My Dad got his rifle that he has kepted for ages, and a brown sack. ' Where did you get that from " said Mum to Dad.
" I used the last of our money to buy this. We'll need it to put dead animals we hunt in there " replyed Dad. I looked at his rifle and I thought why haven't we gone hunting before? I asked dad.
" Well sweety, there's a a alot of dangerous things in the forest " he answered, a wierd sor... Read Full Chapter