The cabin bear

A noise was heard during the night. It brought to mind the story The Night Before Christmas.

‘Twas last night when I heard the sound. It sounded like dishes falling to the ground.

I went to see if my brother was in bed. He was there with his pillow beneath his head.

I went to the kitchen to see what was there. In the kitchen I saw a grizzly bear.

I held my breath to not make a sound. I then turned my head to see what was around.

The bear then looked at me with a deadly stare. I thought to myself, don’t move not even a hair.

The bear then huffs and turns away. I then wonder, should I go or should I stay?

The bear runs into the table that then shook. Coming crashing down is my moms vase and her favorite book.

In one instant I see the vase fall in a flash. Then a moment later I hear a crash.

My mother will wake and see the bear. There has to be a place to hide it but where?

In the corner of my eye, I see an open closet door. There is plenty of room in there for the bear and more.

I try to move the bear but it doesn’t budge. Then I remember about my dads “secret” caramel fudge.

I take it from the fridge and throw it in the small sized space. The bear didn’t even move from its place.

I about gave up till I saw the bear trudge outside. I was then filled with joy and pride.

That then faded when indoors. Then walls were messing and so were the floors.

My mother then awoke to see what happened. Everything around me then blackened.

I then woke up to myself in my bed.
“Don’t let a bear into the house again,” my mother then said.

I had hoped it was a dream and that it wasn’t real. I then pinched myself and it was something I could feel.