I Got to run.
Im just small. I can't do this.But thats the voice inside my head.
I can do this.
I Just don't want to.
I looked out, they were gone,
I Was sure of it.
I Ran out.
I tripped, and fell.
I Bumped my head,
I Felt a bruise in my head, but Im still not giving up.
I Sniffed the ground
Thats what my mom taught me. My dad taught me how to hunt.
I Just got to use what they taught me.
I Sniffed a mouse.
That was enough for me to eat!
I might have stubby legs, but I can still hunt with these,
But behind me. I Heard a leaf crack.
I Jumped.
There it was. a hunters dog.
I Was terrified.
I Ran as fast as I can,
But the dog ran faster.
The only thing I can do was fight.
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