Once upon a time my sister and me we decided to go running through a forest by the river Fluvià. I was not doing good weather that we wanted, it was autumn in October.
Then we put the tracksuit and walked to the forest, which is next to our house. We decided to run at a slow pace for not tiring much, until I found a sign that said:
Hunters area
Then we put the tracksuit and walked to the forest, which is next to our house. We decided to run at a slow pace for not tiring much, until I found a sign that said:
Hunters area
I told my sister to look at the poster but she did not give it importance and we continued to increase the pace a little until arriving on a narrow road. There was a cold, mysterious and silent atmosphere.
When I suddenly told him that we stood still because I heard a noise that every time was surrounding us. The heart was accelerating to us a thousand and we started to run fast when we got enough we saw the ass of a very large boar. At that moment I wanted to run but my sister insisted on climbing the tree because the wild boar run much more than people or even a person on a bicycle, and I paid attention. We went up and saw the boar was a little hurt. When he left, we ran very fast because there was not only that jalabí but there was more since in the background we heard the shotgun shots. We were paranoid and scared when we got home we started to laugh and tell the event to my mother, father,friends etc.
From this experience I learned: pay attention to your mother because in the case that we hadn't ignored her from the beginning this would not have happened haha.
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