ne day my daddy was out hunting for deer. When he was finished hunting, he saw a fawn. It still had spots! Then he heard a noise. It was two bobcats! They were creeping up on the fawn. So... my daddy fought off the first bobcat. It clawed him and put a paw print in his back. My daddy beat up that bobcat. Then he went to the next bobcat. It was just about to jump, when my daddy tackled it. That one clawed him a whole bunch of times and bit him! Then he kicked the bobcat and hurt it. Then that bobcat ran away to catch his brother. My daddy saved the fawn. My daddy was a hero to the little fawn.

The End

Story by: Maddie, age 8, USA

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