Chapter 1
Woodpeckers
Short story By
Bergsveinn Leo Svansson
My name is Daniel, and I’m going to tell you a story. This story is about me when I was fifteen years old. My father Jordan decided to take me and my sister Tiffany that was sixteen at the time on a hunting trip in the forest over the weekend. We lived in an average-sized cabin in the forest. We didn’t live the most social life back at the time, but we were satisfied with how things where. It was a Friday morning, the sun was glimpsing through the curtains. I stood up and removed the curtains from the window. I could never get tired of the view. I could see trees lightening up by the sun. And a long lake that went inside the forest, I could see fishes jumping in and out from the lake. But my favorite the mountain. There was a huge mountain right beside the sea it was called the great Olympus at least my dad called it that. It was even beautiful in winter, the snow covering the great Olympus. The stories that my mom Elisabeth told me about the great Olympus, is the reason why I love this mountain. There was one story that I loved as a kid and I have to share it here, it goes like this.
