Zende Bour

early 1970, America
My family moved to a small town in a single house among fields, forests, and a lake. When we bought the house, we were warned that Native Americans lived nearby, people... I was always interested in this.
I had three sisters and a brother. I was the oldest, I was 17, I have brown hair and blue eyes, pale skin, my sisters and I loved beautiful dresses, and my brother played war games all the time.
My name was Julianna, my sister was middle sister Bey, my younger sister was Ellie, and my youngest sister was Victoria.
One morning at dawn, my mother sent me to the lake to pick berries for a pie. I arrived and was picking them when I suddenly turned around and on the other side of the lake stood two guys... the same ones from the indigenous peoples. They noticed me and looked at me with interest. They were painted up, dark-skinned with black hair and eyes, their hair was braided, and there were red feathers on their heads. I stood up and looked at them, but after a few minutes, they called me. I looked at them one last time and went home. At dinner, I told them who I had met. My father got angry and started scolding me, saying that I shouldn't contact them: