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 волк 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 Ты hold."
"Oh stop!Really? Ты think I'm that pretty."
"Oh I know Ты are."
"Awe,thank you. Well it's getting late so I better head Главная for dinner."
"Ok.See Ты tomorrow." I сказал(-а) walking to my small den. I sat for a минута and then went and got a caribou. I was only three years old yet was strong enough to take down my own caribou. Geuss Ты have to teach yourself that stuff when Ты parents say get out.
"Hey Elijah, isn't the sky beautiful?"
"Why yes,yes it is,but nothing could match the beauty Ты hold."
"Oh stop!Really? Ты think I'm that pretty."
"Oh I know Ты are."
"Awe,thank you. Well it's getting late so I better head Главная for dinner."
"Ok.See Ты tomorrow." I сказал(-а) walking to my small den. I sat for a минута and then went and got a caribou. I was only three years old yet was strong enough to take down my own caribou. Geuss Ты have to teach yourself that stuff when Ты parents say get out.