Greetings, i will tell you about my life, my tragic 10 yr. old lifeat the new world.

   I woke up at the  middle of the night and saw nothing. It was as black as a traveling crow at night. Suddenly, I heard noises that sounded aghast. My town, merry and happy, now at the hill of depression and mad.

    I looked outside the window agai, sight adjusting and gasped with fear. “The native” I whispered terrified. I put my boots on as quickly as i can and ran like a hare and woke up Cruisetta, my older sister. She put her boots on and Pa and Ma woke up angrily through the noise. I ran to see the town square, but Pa grabbed my arm and I knew why.

    We ran down the stairs and down the hole we dug for safety ovr the summer.

      Of course, your are wondering who i am. That will never reveal. It was morning when Cruisetta and I were gathering some fruit and vegetable for winter. Ma went for water and fish down the stream. Pa went hunting for game and mostly my favorite… rabbit.

       That night, we had left over breat roasted with rabbit fat, lettuce soup, and bread chunks mixed with honey. The morning, the traders were coming and we sold as much as 50 rabbit skins.

        After all these experiences there had been hardships rather than fun. Thorns poked me and Cruisetta.