I never knew my parents. They are a faint memory. All I know is that they were killed. Some how some how, some way. When they died my older sister took me under her wing and she took care of me. I learned how to fight, hunt and find places to rest and hide. I loved my sister and she amor me. Her name was Marissa.
Until a summer day, I still remeber it, it was warm but cloudy and it was going to storm. I was 10 yeats old and walking through looking for Marissa untill I saw a flash of lightning then BOOM! Then i heard a scream, i knew it was marissa's. I ran over and saw he siguiente to an árbol dead....
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