I am not very traditional Indian but can be when I want. Most of the time I dress to show off, some night slutty. What the hell you only live once.Thi... all takes place at a camp site in northern Ontario. My boyfriend at the time took me camping with a few of his friends. There were five of us all together.Myself, boyfriend Darren, and his friends Steve, Chris and James. Only Chris had a girlfriend but she had to work so I was the only girl. During the day we were all out on the boat. The guys. The man cried out, "I going to kill you, Jake Simpson!" He had his arms spread wide and his head down, aimed at the center of Zack's chest. When the man got close enough, Zack hit him across the back of the neck as hard as he could with the barrels of his shotgun. This knocked the man to the floor, out cold."Who the shit is this galoot?" asked Zack.A voice from the crowd said, "That's Abe Hunter. He thought you were Jake Simpson, the man who murdered his brother." Are you his friend?" Yeah.". " I'm sure your man enjoyed that," the Mayor retorted. "If anything had happened to Ms Leon it would have been your fault." But we have still got the money, Mayor. And we've got Ms Leon back." Well that's some sort of compensation." The Mayor led the way to the green box. She opened the lid.To Commissioner Brown's shock there was nothing inside. "What's going on?" he called to his man. "You said no one had touched this!" They didn't, Sir. I'm sure. My eyes never left it after the Mayor dropped. Tremaine proceeded to move the ball down the field after receiving the kick, and scored a field goal of their own with two seconds left on the clock. We lost thirty-four to thirty-one. The only positive thing, was that the guy who hit me was going to be alright, too. He'd just have a pretty intense headache for a while.I was released in the morning, and we made the long drive home. I was pissed about being knocked out. That was the one thing, outside of something really bloody, could take me.