Hello Indian, my name is Brea. I would like to hear a story.
The Indian began his story with a soft voice.
A long time ago, there was a boy that was walking in the woods.
He was going to his mother's house.
The boy kept saying, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid"!
Then suddenly, he stepped on a crack and FIRE CAME OUT!
The boy found out, that he was very afraid!
By this time, the Indian's voice was much louder!
The boy ran so fast, that he ran right up a tree.
The fire spread to the tree and the boy jumped to the ground.
The boy ran straight to his mother's house.
When he got there, he told his mother what happened.
The Indian's voice got soft again.
The boy hugged and kissed his mother.
The Indian told me, " That was the first volcano he had ever seen "!