"Who is that with you?", I yelled.
"Just Jerry and I"..who do u think?", my brother replied back laughing
I looked at them again and there was an boy's head top the wheat that was walking steadfastly towards the church and.. away from my brother and my older cousin.
"Look he's running away!, I yelled, and I was pointing the direction.
They wouldnt look and kept bombarding us. I ran away from my zone to a higher hill and I could see this "boy" walking away..then it vanishes near by the church. I could tell the boy was native.
Throughout the yrs I have heard a few classic stories from the ppl that lived nearby the church. I always shared this story bec..its true then again I was 11.
Edited by primordial, 22 January 2005 - 03:14 AM.