A Story

I love a good story. So I figured I would tell one. This is a story about a bear. This bear was born in a beautiful forrest. She stayed with her mother and brother for a couple of years and then was on her own. She knew what to do to survive, what she had to do to make it in the forrest alone, what to eat, when to rest, what to avoid.

Once on her own, she had a great time for a while. But some new smells lured her greedy tummy to a campsite, where she found some food to eat that was different than her normal food. So thrilling! All new and exciting so much so that the little voice she heard telling her not to go there was easily silenced. She kept coming back night after night, enjoying herself immensely. However, her presence had not gone unnoticed.

One night, she was going for another food run in the campground and there was a gunshot that just skimmed her fur. She ran the best she could and washed a bit of blood off in the creek. She decided she would not go there again. She would be scarred but was still alive and a bit smarter.❤

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