ZAK – 100 WORD CHALLENGE
As I wake up slowly, I prepare myself for another long day as a Cherokee.
I stumble out of my tee-pee into the misty dawn. Shining through a rotten tree is the bulging sun rising for the new day. I grab some wood and a stone to make a fire to cook the buffalo that our tribe killed the day before. But before it rises completely, I catch one more glance of the beautiful sun. Suddenly my tribe members wake up.
‘You better get that buffalo cooking so we can go hunting before morning,’ mumbles one of the tribe members.
ZAK – YEAR 7