Personal Narrative: The Boy And The Wolves

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The Broken Promise An adaptation of The Boy and The Wolves I was sitting in the heavy sheets of rain, building mud castles, and wearing only my leggings and breechcloth. I stood up and walked into my families wigwam, and saw my mother huddled over my sick father. “Kuckunniwi gather Viho, and Asha” my mother politely asked. Viho and Asha were named after important parts of our lives. I ran out yet again into the pouring rain and shouted, “Asha, Viho, come quickly.” They swiftly climbed down there trees, and quietly followed behind me. When we reached the large tepee, I politely lifted the buckskin flap for my siblings. “ Do as your father says,” my Mother silently mouthed at us. “ My children come forth,” …show more content…
“ Well, if you really think it’s what’s best for us then I say let’s, let’s do it. For now we should get some rest,”my sister answered. We all slept badly that night, and had to wake terribly early to prepare for him to leave. The goodbye was incredibly hard too. Things had been fine after he left, which was what we expected, but we didn’t expect for him to not return after a few weeks. “ Sister when is Viho going to return home,” I asked my sister day after day.
She always replied with,” soon Kuckunniwi.” One night during our evening meal my sister mentioned something that took me by a huge surprise. “ I’ve been thinking about going to the village, to find Viho, and you should stay here,” she calmly presented. I pondered on the subject for a few moments, before remembering our Fathers last dying wish. I murmured with sad little eyes, “But what about our promise to father?” “ I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said confidently. I stood up furious with rage, and ran out of the room. I couldn’t take this lying my siblings have been doing. I didn’t want to go back, but I knew that I had over reacted and needed to
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I figured that she most likely needed some time to cool off, so I prepared for bed. When I awoke the next morning, Asha was still gone. As I was now worried, I went to check my sister’s drawers. I cried when I saw all of her belongings gone. How could they just leave me like this? I have never been alone like this, so what do I need to do. I thought that I should start to prepare for winter. I grabbed my bow and arrow, and ran out into the fierce winter air. After hunting for a few hours, I had a 3 rabbits, 2 fish, 3 squirrels, and even a meadowlark. All I needed now, were some insects and berries. The days would slowly go by while nothing ever changed, and soon enough snow started to fall. I would spend my days huddled under all the blankets I could scrounge up. One day I just couldn’t take any more silence. I threw on my warmest clothing and climbed a large oak tree. I was sitting on the top branch when I realized that I had no idea what to do. I started to wonder if I would even survive this winter, tomorrow, or even

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