DAY 4
HOW I SURVIVED A TROPICAL STORM
A very close noise woke me up and I almost fell to the ground from terror. This was it. They had discovered me, I was finished. All this effort for nothing, I let them catch me off guard, neglected, and now I was going to pay the price. I held the branch tightly and I looked, frightened, in every direction searching for the rebels, shouting "do not shoot me, do not shoot me!" But I didn't see anything. If it had been them, they would have shot me or, at least, forced me to get down from the tree, so I supposed it was a false alarm. Then what kind of animal had gone through here, I was a little obsessed.
"Can't I wake up just one day relaxed?" I grumbled aloud "Can't you leave me alone for just a little while?
The truth is I didn't care. I got down
