Personal Narrative-Piedra Canteada (Buckhart)

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Once my community decided to go to a place called “Piedra canteada ” to hunt, this place was famous because it has the best deer’s in the zone , is a mountain into de woods, I was with the other puppies of the herd and we want to go into the mountain alone the but we were not allowed to so we decided to go with Buckhart one big enough wolf that can protect us from the other herds, we were ready but our parents made us have a meal before we start to climb up because they would go hunting till the night , but our need to explore was too much so we decided to eat just a little so can go out faster, when we finally finish our meal the twilight was arriving.
But I think it was part of the plan to have us there till the sunset for us to be afraid, but we weren’t afraid of anything, we ignore the warnings and we
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At that moment I remembered the conversation y had with Buckhart:
Buckhart claimed “Spock you can’t ´go alone” Spock answered “I’m not going alone. I’m going with my herd.” Bluffing Buckhart said” You guys are harmless, you can’t protect yourself or the others.” Spock angrily answered I’m going to probe you are wrong.”
There we were in middle of nowhere in the complete darkness with the feeling of eyes looking at us just ready to end with our lives. My arrogance was so big that blind me that I was risking everyone else’s lives, I found myself into problem with a hard solution, I look up and there was the moon I howl trying to make someone hear me, I look down and there was a pair of yellowish green eyes staring at us thought it was my

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