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I wake up in a boys hand. He places me down and I start my journey. Other canoes follow. If only we knew that bad stuff would happen. A few hours pass by as we drift off in the water then all of a sudden a man takes the other canoes. I escaped with another canoe. His name is Ben. We reached Hudson Bay. He says my name is Fred the 2nd. As we drift a man picks me up He sees Ben but he does not grab Ben. I look at my friend for the last time as the man puts me in his car. He gave me to his grandson. It was the same boy who put me in the water. For two years I was at that boy's house. He went to the Hudson Bay he placed me down. I drift down. Its been days. I see a canoe. Its broken and busted. It was Ben. Id cry that night wishing that I had tried to escape the man but at the same time if I did I would end up broken like Ben. I hold back the tears and vow to make it to the Atlantic Ocean but that would not happen. A bear looked at me thinking I was food. I tried to escape but he chomped down on me. He crushed my back side and a wood piece pierced the bear and then he dropped me. I sank knowing that I would never make it to the Atlantic Ocean.