Buddy (age 4 )
Phillip's little boy
Phillip's little boy
Guess
what, Dad.
“What?”
“What?”
I got
eaten by a bear. Well, I mean, I'm here so I probably only dreamt
it, but it was real.
Only it
never hurt.
Dad, would
it hurt if a bear ate you all up?
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
See, it
was right here coming down the hill from our house.
He was waiting at this pole. He was BIG!!
He was waiting at this pole. He was BIG!!
He chased
me and I ran but something was wrong and my legs turned funny or
something and I couldn't run, only crawl like a baby, and he held me
down and started to deVour me.
It didn't
hurt and he wasn't mean so I asked him, are you going to eat
everything?
And he
said, not your ears.
I cried
and I told the bear, I don't want my ears to go to waste.
He said,
OK. I'll eat your ears.
And I woke
up. In bed. Not down here by the pole where it happened.
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