• i was layin down on our race track(dirtbikes).i was thinkin of how bored i was.i knew my cousins from idaho were comin over today.(2 of em are twelve and the other two are 16)my family were hella wasted that day.my mom called me the creeper cause i was always tryin to avoid her.when my cousins got there, my sister and the twelve year olds were chasin me.i out ran them.and was to sneaky for them to find me.(i guess thats another reason that they call me the creeper.for my sneaky skillz)later that night,at midnight.we all played hide and sneak tag.on the fourth round.....i was at our bottom property(racetrack).i heard something.i thought it was the taggers.but it wasnt...(we have cougars,bobcats,bears,coyotes,raccoons,wild dogs and more wer i live)i could barley make out a small figure moving towards me slowly.it was a coyote. it was in a pack of four.
    i ran for it.they chased me then were about to jump at me when the taggers tackled me to the ground.they didnt see the coyotes.they screamed then ran for there lives.i just got up when all of them surrounded me.i could take on two coyotes...ive done it before..just not four at once...they were slowly closing in on me...i ran at the one closest to the house..i kicked at down at the ground....i ran like a gazzel...the other three were right on me tough.i kicked up rocks as i was running.it didnt do crap...one bit my foot...his head got smashed in the ground when he did it though...i was running slower.i was wondering why nobody was helping me.they coyotes fled when i got up to the house becasue my dogs chased them....then i carried my knife evrywer i went..so im good....