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Worried sick
Running like a leopard, Lance was almost like a jungle expert as he easily transverse the different obstacles around the forest. As he got nearer to his destination, he purposely slowed down his speed. In the distance he saw a boar scratching a tree trunk, Lance smiled and he hid near the surrounding bushes. Picking a pebble in the size of a thumb, he silently aimed the pebble at the boar’s head. “Swoosh”, “putchi'' The stone flew like a bullet and pierced the boar’s thick skull 60 meters away. Wounded in the head the boar fell down with a thud. Lance walked closer to the boar and he observed the wound. His throw earlier really did puncture the boar’s skull and the pebble even flew out at the other side of the boar’s head. Lance smiled as he savored his success this past year. He was now
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