"They're both dead." King states. "Let's wait at front until the Sheriff arrives."I'm a 17 years old Chippewa descendant, a high school senior from Grand Portage, Minnesota.First day of school when I'm going back home, I see someone on the School Bus that I haven't seen in five years. King Thunderbird.The animal attacks start and suddenly three people are brutally killed.Who's the killer?Will the fourth victim uncovered the identity of the killer?
View MoreFortunately everyone said exactly the same thing and Logan was with me when I entered the kitchen area, so it was fast to take everyone's statement of the happening.I told Ziigwan to call her mom, she was probably getting worried about the fact that she's not home.I called my mom. She told me that she was going to meet Mrs. Woods at her house to calm her down. I guess not having her husband in town and her daughter being at a crime site would do that to a person."Okay, mom, I love you." She tells her mom before hanging up.
The basketball practice was awesome and any stressful stares or glances died on the court.We are a team. No matter what. In that basketball court we are a team.I'm taking forever taking my shower. I need to clear my head of all the carnal thoughts about her.I stand under the freezing water, steaming when it hits my burning skin, sending vapour to the air.I feel rejuvenated and fresh as a spring leaf.
"Piece of Cake. We even have first period together. Come on, Wolfie let's ignite rumours. You look hot and have no zits on your face." She jokes."Yeah." I simply said.Everyone was looking at us. At her obviously because of her look. At me because I am new and I am walking with her."Zig." I heard a girl call her."Come meet the girls" she tells me, dragging me.
It was a bust. When I got there it was nine pm and she was just laying in her bed in her phone. I could listen to her breathing and heart beat.I returned to my parents house and try to get some sleep. I slept like a pup.At seven was at her house craving to see her. I was talking to Mrs. Woods and trying to calm her about my driving skills when I hear her trotting those stairs."Mom, can we go see Jessica this weekend..." She yells.And ap
It's finally September and today is the first day of school. It's too hot, but I know that no one but me is wearing just a t-shirt and jeans.Civilians are always cold.At least I am living as south as I ever heve for the last five years.It's time to prepare my mate for the next-generation of our Band.Haven't seen her in two years. She was beautiful in her room dancing to a stupid pop song. She d
The Ceremony was beautiful. The speeches too.Cole Cook talked about coming together as a community and learning from each other.The Dean was proudly saying that the problem we had last year with drug use was finally eradicated.I just remind everyone of th
Grand Marais Gunflint Water Tower at GunFlint trail.Again and this time literally in the forest. No houses around the Tower, only half a mile away and the tall trees block any noise."Fourth killed by a animal attack..." Ogi adds.We're in his c
I would like to say that we didn't hook up.I would like to but I can't because we did hook up.Stupid inner wolf. This time was deeper. I felt loved. Passion and loved.He made it on purpose. He's sneaky.
Ogimaa Binesi called and texted several times and I ignored him a little.I searched for Eric West online. I got a lot of people, but not him.It's a popular name.The guy intrigued me. I won't lie.
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