I was sitting on the front porch. Not thinking about anything, just the wind whacking my face. And the smell of pine trees in the air. I have always lived in the woods, in Montana. There's was know one in sight for miles. I just sat there in the silent mountain. Until, someone came running up the dirt path to my hutch. It was my best friend Melony! she looked like something was wrong, but what could it be?
(Sorry this was kinda short but part 2 will come out soon)
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