It was a beautiful summer day,July second.There she was. Beautiful, sitting up on the hill. My eyes widened at the sight of her. Her name was Kaila. A beautiful, she chó sói, sói the color of snow. She saw me and called to me
"Hey Elijah, isn't the sky beautiful?"
"Why yes,yes it is,but nothing could match the beauty bạn hold."
"Oh stop!Really? bạn think I'm that pretty."
"Oh I know bạn are."
"Awe,thank you. Well it's getting late so I better head trang chủ for dinner."
"Ok.See bạn tomorrow." I đã đưa ý kiến walking to my small den. I sat for a một phút and then went and got a caribou. I was only three years old yet was strong enough to take down my own caribou. Geuss bạn have to teach yourself that stuff when bạn parents say get out.