I miss him.
     I miss his hug.
     His laugh.
     I wonder if he misses me or not.

     Every time I remember that wolf killing him, I get chills.

     It has been 10 years since his death. I want to avenge for him, I promised dad that I will be a huntress. It was his last wish, that I become a huntress, I fulfilled it.

     I've been hunting for 10 years. My friends, Kevin and Emma, like to join me for hunting. Kevin even works as my hunting partner. Kevin's dad was a Hunter and he owns a hunting camp.

     Emma works as a fashion designer, she designs all of my hunting outfits. I really love her taste. She likes hunting but not as much as she likes designing clothes.

     My mom didn't agree that I become a huntress at first because it might be dangerous, she keeps reminding me that dad died while he was hunting, but I tried convinced her that it was father's wish. "I promised him, mom" that's what I kept on telling her, untill she agreed but I know she still isn't convinced alot.

     Hunting was my hobby but that doesn't mean it's not my job.

     I'm an 11th grader. I go to school in the morning at 8am and come back at 3pm. Then I go home have lunch, then at 5 pm my work starts. The finish time is always unknown, but the job finishes when the animal is hunted.

     Sometimes I mentally miss school (but never physically), because of late sleeping. One time me and Kevin went hunting a bear. Fortunately, we were able to hunt it. Unfortunately, that was at 6 am.
     We went home changed our clothes and headed for school, I think I was barely awake in the class, Emma kept waking me and Kevin up the whole day.  That was the tallest time we've been hunting for.

     "CELINA! COME DOWN BREAKFAST  IS READY!"called my mom.
     I groaned changed my PJs into the school's uniform.

     I ate breakfast and rushed to the bus stop, it wasnt there yet, which was strange since the bus comes to pick me up at 7:30 and it was 7:45 now and still no bus to be seen, so I waited for the bus, usually Emma would be waiting for me in the bus, and then we both wait for Kevin.
     But today she wasn't in the bus. I asked the bus driver where Emma is, he said " she wasn't at the bus stop, so I waited for her about 10 mins but she just didn't show up, maybe she is sick."
   
   "But if Emma is sick her mother would call the bus driver and tell him, doesn't she?" Asked Kevin when I told him what the driver said.
     "That was the first question, I asked myself, do u think we would have time to check on her after school before work?" I asked kevin.
     "Yea if we picked lunch in the way to her" he chuckled.
     I just nodded, I was worried about Emma.
    "What if something happened to her" I thought.

     I kept thinking about Emma the whole morning, I wasn't attentive in class, my history teacher kept calling me, "CELINA HUNTER, ARE YOU DAYDREAMING ABOUT YOUR FUTURE BOYFRIEND!"
     "What? No, I'm attentive, I'm not daydreaming." I was obviously blushing. Kevin started chuckling to himself.
     I stared at him and he stopped. I turned to see Emma's expression, but then I remembered that... She wasn't there.
     My thoughts wondered again to the same thought:

    "What if something happened to Emma?"

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