After breakfast I snuck out the back door while my mom finished the laundry.
I kept one eye on the laundry room window and ducked behind the bushes every time my mom walked by.
I got to the wagon and stood five feet away catching my breath. Once I regained it I stood up taller and put one hand on my pocket knife my dad gave me on my tenth birthday.
I took one slow step at a time towards the wagon.
My foot hit something and I sprang back. It clattered to the gravel. I looked around, scared that someone might have heard.
The object came in two parts. One was a piece of wood like material bend into a C with a sting attached to either end and the other was a long stick with a sharp point on the end.
I looked around again and then picked up the sharp stick thing. I held it high and got ready in case I needed it in defense.
There was a loud snort and then the wagon shook violently. I stepped back until the shaking stopped.
I had completely forgot about the ox.
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AdventureAim is about a girl named Nettly Keller. Nettly grew up on a big farm and she doesn't even know where she is. With stubborn parents life isn't easy. Nettly is a very curious girl and loves learning. She teaches herself most that she knows, but N...