I was carrying my injured friend back to the tent so we can
heal my injured friend. I look through binoculars and I saw an enemy nearby the tent.I sneakily stabbed him in the
back and I hid him away from his soldiers. I went back to pick up our injured friend to take him to the medical tent.
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WOW! Great writing it was very interesting keep up the good work.
Kia Orana Teahi, I enjoyed reading the beginning of your story. I wondered how your friend was injured and what happened next. The picture really relates to your story. When you were carrying your friend you could have describe it – I had to carry my friend back to get help, it was a slow journey checking we weren’t going to be ambushed and the further I went the heavy he got, it was like carrying a dead weight.
Tanya Mundy
Ako Hiko EPL