This whole week I was stuck inside our small hut because of a winter storm. This storm was like no other storm though, it was HUGE. Amadeus and my dad got terribly sick and my mother and Lalo took care of them which meant I was in charge of checking the other tribes people. Every day I would go out in the blowing winds and ask every single person how they were and if they needed anything. Of course the tribes elders needed extra care (meaning I would cook them hot soup every night). I know this sounds like I am complaining, but i am not. I had fun talking to all the people about the storm and it is also nice to get away from your family.
About a year ago these huge ships arrived at our bay asking for some food and shelter for the night. I thought that we should have thrown them into the woods to die, but of course my dad had to be nice and let them stay in our houses for a night. turns out they somehow managed to stay in our houses again and again and again and again, until they had stayed for over two weeks. Then my idea came in handy. Ever since then they have been stealing our land and food. The point is we hate each other, so I decided to name them the strangers.
This is the strangers first winter storm, so they were not prepared. They left their animals outside, did not cover up their farm, and made no food in advance for meals. So now they are now starving and animal/farmless. But we are smart, we have a supply of food, we covered up our farms and all the tribes people with animals have made them special things called barns.
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