[pinkgwyn]

I watched them die, my wife and kits. A wildfire swept the meadow and we tried to save the kits, but the fire ran forward and swept them up, engulfing them in the flames. I am still here. I am scared deeply, I will never be the same. The meadow is healed, but is hiding a dark secret. Ash lies over my family and many others, and whenever I go back, i can still here the laughter and screams of my life. They are gone, deep in the meadow.

This story is a sad story, and has fact. i was hiking with my parents and we found a ferret. He looked sad and depressed. he followed us while we went on and he eventually got in front of us. soon we got to a meadow covered with ash and dead plants. It looked like there had been a fire a few days ago. He stopped next to 3 shapes in the ash and started to dig. soon, it came into the shape of a female adult ferret and 2 young ferrets. He layed down by the feamel and kits and liked each of them and layed down infront of his family. That ferret followed us to the end of the trail and ran up to us. well a park ranger came and scooped him up and hugged him. it was then we noticed, his leg was broken. the park ranger carried him in and cleaned him up and bandaged him. Eventually we adopted him and named him Casper. This pick is in loving memory of him and his family.

[pinkgwyn]

both stories. Bump