The northern wolf

Hi. I am a loving and intelligent person but when it comes to my feelings, I get mad. I'm home and reading a book about how important it is to go to school. It bothers me because many times I have heard that school is very important to your general culture and to open up to you by telling you important opinions and decisions. I closed the book because my mom calls me at the table. There, my dad and brother are waiting for me to sit with their faces open. I sit down, eat and go to my room. It's night now and I can't sleep. It looks like someone is calling me. Well, I forgot to specify. In the book, he writes about the school, but on the main character, he was called by ... THE NORTH WORD...

The answer is within my grasp. obviously I'm scared of the future so I have to fix the situation and see what happens. I think I have to go and follow that voice. is the best. I took my backpack and left. in front of my house is a forest. I got my heart in my teeth but it got a chill. I'm very scared. I entered.

I am strong and I will succeed. walking through the forest I stopped and wondered how to get out of here. I can not believe. I went back going in the same direction. I went but I couldn't find the exit anymore. I took my phone out of my pocket and had 3% battery. F**K!!! and the wolf screamed. he called me. it sounded as if it had something. I saw a river. at school I learned that if you get lost in the forest and find a river, you follow it because the river spills into something that ends. see? school helps. but why the hell would it have to do with the northern wolf? I followed the river. something comes out of the bush !!! help! who is there? a hunter comes out with a rifle in his hand and asks me who I am. I showed up and asked him not to shoot me as I was looking for my home.

-How do you look for your house? how did you get here? the hunter asks

I told him I heard a wolf scream. I know, I'm crazy... but I hear him calling me. the hunter had a backpack. he took it down and from it he took out a bottle which he filled with water and gave me to drink. I thanked him. but in the fan's backpack he was moving something. I felt my body catch fire. I'm afraid again. I asked the hunter to remove what he had in his backpack. he pulled out ... in the little rabbit that was injured. he wasn't scared because the hunter looked after him. I was glad it wasn't the wolf. Although ... I don't think a wolf would fit in a backpack

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