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The Bear-Personal Narrative

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Why did he have to be so stubborn and leave when he got yelled at by his parents? They told him not to go alone on the boat so many times! Why didn't he listen? Now the baking sun began to penetrate his face and his face turned as red as a Crayola marker. No. He wasn't going to sit here and wait for his death. He was going to try and do as much to prevent it. But how? Joey had no help, nobody, and worst of all, no water. He knew his only chance of survival was to explore. Now that he thought about it he wished he hadn't explored too far. As Joey began to lurk farther in the dense, forest , he began to cool down his body due to the high branches and leaves that were acting as clouds. Every now and then he would get a flash of sunlight. …show more content…

He was petrified by fear. Then he understood. This was the bear's pond. He had come to his death, not seeing the bear. Joey had nothing to defend himself. He began wondering if he should run, but it was too late. The Grizzly began growling at him. Joey knew this was his last moments of life. He began thinking of all his good times like when he hunting with his dad or when he went fishing. Then he realized what his only weapon was. The flare gun. As he pulled it out of his ripped blue, jeans the bear came closer and closer, coming at him with full speed. He took it out and wondered if it was worth wasting a flare. After all, he only had two. Now seemed like the time. He put the flare in the gun and pulled the trigger right in front of the bear's path. He didn't want to hurt the animal. Clearly, all it was trying to do was defend itself. He decided just to scare it off. As the flare banged out the gun , it gave off magenta smoke and light in front of the bear. The bear immediately stopped such as when a bull stops when it sees the red cape. The bear stopped and it ran out of the woods on its four powerful legs. Joey was …show more content…

He was sure the bear might come back. As he traveled up the lush, green hills, he then saw a few homes with smoke coming out of them. He rushed towards there, thinking that there might be a civilization to help him go back to his home. Then, a war cry pierced the air like a Klaxon. A few Indians came rushing out with mohawks of feathers on their head and a good amount of flaming arrows and bows. They pounced on Joey but he had no weapon, so he didn't attempt to fight. They grabbed him by the arms and took him to a house. "NOOO", Joey screamed. "Help me!" he pleaded. But they were deaf to all of it. They left him in a room with many boar heads that seemed to scare him. The room was made out of wood and mud. He was left there and he was bored out of him mind. He fell asleep as he got a good amount of water and had a dreamless sleep. He was awake with a girl sitting next to

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