• My Misfortunes

    My name is Olivia Halanta. This is a story of the many misfortunes I have been forced to endure by mysterious circumstances. My life started December 12, 1996 in Farson, wyoming. My parents were wonderful people that worked hard for a living but they made more than enough. We lived in a small house surrounded by forest with my dog, Kiche. I named my dog after the wolf dog in white fang.
    My mother's name was Halli, and she worked at home as a gardener. She made the best vegetables and fruit in the city. My father's name was Benjamin, and worked as the best rancher in farson and several other cities. Kiche was announced the strongest dog in the five nearest cities. But I was still a nobody, I was just a daughter and companion of three very well known people.
    When I was two my mother took me to yellowstone for a week. It was amazing. We saw old faithful and other geysers. We started walking down a narrow path. I was walking a few yards ahead of my mother. I heard something so I stopped. A three foot tall Timber wolf came out of the thicket. He was three feet away and looked four years old. He came up and sniffed me, but went back into the thicket. My mother was terrified, so she went and told the park ranger. He said three people had been attact and I was lucky to be alive. The wolf had traveled to yellowstone from three days away. They said the wolf had traveled so far for unknown reasons.

    To be continued......