It has been 3 months since then, today is the day I turn eight years old and the day I begin wilderness survival training.
As I get ready my aunt comes in saying.
" I know it's your birthday today here "
As she hands me a sword she says
" this sword belonged to your father before he settled down with your mother"
I asked why would he need a sword I thought he was a farmer she responded
"Before he settled down he was one of the greatest hunters in Athens so make sure to take great care of that sword"
As I looked down, I said I will as she smiled and patted me on the had and left.
As I took the sword, replacing my old one with it I went back to packing my stuff putting on my backpack, as I got ready I tied the sword around my waist and the dagger in the other side.
As I head out to meet my aunt she asks me do I have everything, as I say yes we get on the horse as we ride by the city and the ocean we finally make it out of the city.
We start riding past the trees, into the forest for hour's upon hours as we finally arrive at the Little cottage.
As we going in she tells to chose a room and set your bags and go to sleep for the night we shall being tomorrow morning at sun rise.