A Lot of Blood Gretchen Stricker

The pigs did not even see us as we surrounded them. It was all my idea to use the clay face paint as camouflage. When we come back, Ralph gets mad at me for taking the twins with me. We finally caught a pig, and gosh was there a lot of blood. We killed the pig and all he can do is be mad I needed those hunters to catch the pig. If it weren’t for me the group wouldn’t have any meat. And then the good-for-nothing fatty had to step in and yell some more. I don’t like that Ralph at all, not one bit.