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 lupo 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 te hold."
"Oh stop!Really? te think I'm that pretty."
"Oh I know te are."
"Awe,thank you. Well it's getting late so I better head home for dinner."
"Ok.See te tomorrow." I detto walking to my small den. I sat for a minuto and then went and got a caribou. I was only three years old yet was strong enough to take down my own caribou. Geuss te have to teach yourself that stuff when te parents say get out.