Later on I decided to build my own little shelter since I didn’t really have anywhere to sleep. I called it home. Another few days passed and I had a dream about my dad and Terry. They were trying to tell me how to make fire with my hatchet. When I woke up I made the fire with my hatchet and a soft but strong piece of long wood. Then came the best meat days and best fish days and best arrow days and best berry days. Yeah, even though I ate an amazing amount of gut berries and turtle eggs I still survived. 3 3
Hey, before I start don’t feel bad when your parents get divorced cos it’s just fate. You just need to come to terms with it and your parents. Ooops! I forgot. Back on the track!! It was a Sunday morning when my mom gave me the Hatchet. I was leaving to go to my dad’s for the summer. I boarded the plane and we took off. It was only me and the pilot in the Cessna so there