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Personal Narrative: Who I Am Charles Running Horse
Chapter one: Who I Am

Hello; I Am sleeping wolf and will tell you a story of a great warrior the story im going to tell you takes place in the year 1856. the story is about my grandfather. A hero of the lands one no one would soon forget.
He was Chief Charles Running Horse. it was was a time of hardness and sadness. This journey changed my grandfather and his people forever.

I was once a young boy this is the the story of my life, when times were good before that sad day. As I begin the story; I am Charles Running Horse, I was once a great chief of the Wolf Tribe. I was a great hunter until sadness swept my lands. on this sad day blood will stain the landscape.

Beautiful paintings woven to the walls carved deep into the stone, the tale

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