The mist lays over my skin makes me feel as if I am floating, I stand tall as I ready my self for what I am about to face. I hear the steps, of what I am looking for, I feel its present I turn face to face with the beast, I snarls at me. My heart beats like an Indian Drum, I start to stand my ground when it tries to knock me down. I fight and fight, showing no fear. I hear a shot and the bear falls. I look for the direction of the shot and I see a Stranger who saved my life.
October 10, 2011