One sunny day on my 11th birthday I went to my ceremony because on every 11th birthday we have a ceremony to see who can call a spirit animal. And so it was my turn to have a ceremony and to test the nectar and try to call a spirit animal. When my dad passed the nectar to me, I took a sip and it tasted like honey with sweet candy. After that my heart was joyful. And after that I was feeling a bit strange - my heart beat fast and I felt hot then something appeared. It was a bull with black and red that died in the olden days his name was James Crichton. His power was lighting and water. He helped me with fighting the bad people.
So many great ideas in your story Letarzania. I love the way you wrote that your heart was joyful.
ReplyDeleteWow! Great writing Letarzania .... can't wait to read your next story!
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