The snow was falling, the wind was blowing and everyone was
inside sipping fish water. Outside the world was a white haze. You could barely
see the honey barrel let alone the cave next to ours. The cave was cold and so
was I. I sat in a human fetal position as best I could, but a bear is not meant
to sit like a human. I was starting to enter my hibernation state when all of a
sudden, “BANG” the tree outside fell down, covering the entrance of my cave.
Terrified, I scurried into my parent’s room to tell them what happened, but they
were already hibernating. I sprinted on my four fat legs over to the bearja
board (the equivalent of a Ouija board). I quickly slide my paws onto the bark
and let the humans take over. He moved my hands to the letter “B”, “O”, and “O”.
I leapt back on all fours and landed on my furry buttocks. It was trying to
tell me that I was going to die! I quickly put on my pocket claws that I bought
from a bear survival convention years ago and sat in the closet waiting to strike
the human that would soon stand before me. The human entered my cave. I could hear his
footsteps resounding throughout the halls. My fur started to fall off from my
tremble of terror. I held up my paw and grit my teeth. He opened the door and
yelled, “Boo!” I closed my eyes for my death was near, but about ten seconds
later while I was still able to hear my heart beating. I opened my eyes with
hesitation. He was gone. He vanished, disappeared, I know not where he went,
but he no longer was visible to a bear’s eye. I sniffed the air hoping I could
catch his scent, but I could not find any trace. I wasn’t even able to smell
him when he entered my cave, nor could I smell him when he was standing right
in front of me. He must have been some sort of apparition from the ethereal
plane. I sat for a while pondering on whether any of what just occurred was
real or not, but could not come up with an answer. I sighed, closed my eyes and
slept. Six months later I woke up and was no longer in the cave, I was outside,
surrounded by bears. I asked them what they were all looking at but none of
them answered. I was only given blank stares. I looked into my hands to see if
I was even real, and to my horror, I had the palms of a man. I quickly bolted
for my cave which I could see in the distance. They followed closely behind and
right as I leapt into the cave they were gone. My cave transformed and I was
sent into a human home where I sat with a box in my lap. It had a bow on top
and a little sticker on the side saying, “From: Santa”. I opened it quickly and
all that was in the box was a sad little mirror. I looked into it and saw a
bear, but as I looked at my palms I saw human flesh. I closed my eyes once more
hoping for it all to end. When I opened them I was left in black space. Nothing
was around me, not even myself.
