January 12th 2014
I don't where I am. Im afraid. I see snow. I suppose its January. Oh darn! I see wolves! I don't think im gonna survive! As I ran far. I have now realized, I think I reached Chicago early. People stared at my dull, torn clothes. I looked around. I guess this is where i'll be living for the rest of my life. I sighed and looked around. I saw a family.