My old man and I had planned this camping trip for months and we were finally to make time to put things together.
The list was simple. Food, water, tent, portable cooking tools, and clothes.
sheesh what a day packing, we were finally off.
My old man owns a camp site for family and friends to camp or party.
I was off to college soon and I wanted to spend my last free hours with my old man before that first day of school.
it was getting dark and the sky looked like it was going to storm. shit.. I watched the news and I didn't like storms.
The wind was starting to get restless and my old man and I looked up at the sky. "Tie things down boy! It's not going to be a good night." I nodded and sighed, tying things down with the old man. we got into the tent, getting into the sleeping bags to stay warm..
...12 hours later...
"ugh.. My head" I groaned, getting up slowly as I looked around or my old man. I unzipped the tent and raised a brow, looking around. I slipped on those boots and walked around, making sure things were tied down.
"Where'd he go?" I asked myself as I rubbed my head. "Dad?!" I groaned and walked around the area to find that old man.
It didn't take long before i found my old man sitting by the lake, putting his feed in.
"Come sit my boy.. It's relaxing." My old man said, me smiling, calm now that I didn't lose my old man to anything too wild.
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MY HYBRID LOVER
PertualanganIt was all fun and games until one day a wolf saved my life from a pack of meaner wolves. My old man and I were camping and I was collecting wood.. is this wolf magical? Or is it just fate?
