Warowe

• Marc Juanillo, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2015

MJ WARROWE
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My name is Miya I was born in a tribe called the Warowe tribe. I am a girl and I have long delicate hair. It is a very cold day I got told to get logs of wood in the bush. I looked through the bush there were ghost with guns I have to go tell
my tribe leader. I ran as fast I could then I told the tribe leader there is ghosts with guns. Then the tribe leader said to two indigenes men to go and watch them. Then they saw them shooting then one of the me killed. Then the ghost
followed them and took the food. Then they killed two more indigenes boys. Then the next day some of the indigenes people got killed the killed from the small pox. Then half of the indigenes people got killed. Then they had war the
after they had a war for seven days. Then some more European solider came out with guns. Then most animal got killed by the small pox and very one got the small pox. 2then one Indigenes man and European man told them to stop the war. Then every one got along. then the indigenes men showed them around the place then every one got along.