The ground damp ,the trees dark and the evening was beginning to break. It was the kind of darkness where you could just about still see your hands,I rode through the forest remembering the route not needing to think at all ,I came to a Holt and there beside me waiting were Manfred and Lukas my two best friends ,my name is Audwine ,I am from the Black Forest in Germany. "How about we go walking tomorrow after school? "Lukas suggested "Yes the Handel would be great we would have to leave early tho,I agreed it would be great, We decided to ride off in our separate ways ,I lived in Gengenbach and others were from Baden-Baden. When I arrived home my older sister Galiana and younger brother Selik were already home. My mother was making Beef brats and sauerkrautShe looked rough and tired as if the days were too much for her ,though her eyes shone that way when spoke she caring and determined she'd have to be as my dad worked away all week and came home at the weekends and mother worked at a large school teaching maths sometimes she would be home late and my older sister Galiana who was sixteen would be in charge ,never the less we all learnt from young ages how to look after ourselves and how to keep yourself occupied. Still when it was someones birthday or if it was Christmas everyone would always make their best effort ,birthday's were easier to keep organised buy someone a present ,(bring food and drink if there wasn't enough) and be polite ,bigger celebrations were harder as everyone would come to someones at Christmas different people would cook different dishes someone would be en charge of the cake and basically everyone had assigned jobs ,last year I wrote out the invitations to when to come where it was etc easy enough as it sounds not everyone lives in The Black Forest so it was different people and different addresses ,as I got older it begun to settle like clock work as you'd been doing it for so long nothing could displease.
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AdventureThe ground damp ,the trees dark and the evening was beginning to break. It was the kind of darkness where you could just about still see your hands,I rode through the forest remembering the route not needing to think at all ,I came to a Holt and the...