Today I woke up like any other day. It is summer here, but the brisk chill of the early morning lingered, the tiny dew drops on the tips of the grass were waiting for their inevitable death by evaporation. Soon they will be clouds bringing much needed rain to the valley, finding their places on the grass only to continue the repetetive cycle-up, down, up, down. I took a deep breath, the air was so sweet I could almost taste it.

“This is the life.”
Yes, I had no complaints, no sorrow in my heart, I was content and happy, not knowing that this particular morning would change me forever, like play dough at the end of class, their amazing creations shoved into a small jar—forced into something I wasn’t ready for.
When it happened, I was eating breakfast, shame too—-I was really enjoying it. I was sitting down, watching the sun flicker through the leaves during a warm breeze, I heard the most horrifying sound—as if a hundred of me were screaming in pain. I’ll never forget the way the trees shook, it stained my soul.
Before I knew it, I was running, jumping, climbing and clinging for dear life. It was following me and it wasn’t giving up. I caught a glimpse of it, the monster— it was destroying everything—-my entire world collapsing around it’s rusted metal exterior. It’s teeth were the size of my head! I could hear it chewing through branches and the sickening thud of them hitting the ground shook me more than the fear of death—-maybe my adrenal gland started pumping about this time because everything becomes a blur.
My mind couldn’t keep up with my legs, they had a mind of their own. Now I realize my body must have kicked into survival mode.
Fight or flight?
I ducked down, closed my eyes—paralyzed with fear, and suddenly—-silence. Not a sound, the monster was gone. Where did it go, I wondered. It felt like hours had gone by, though it must have only been a few minutes. I climbed out of hiding and was astonished by what I saw. Everything was gone, splinters left where branches bigger than me used to stand strong.
The smell in the air was unusually pleasant..I can’t explain it, everything around me, everything I’ve ever known was gone, as if god was not only angry, he threw a tantrum in my home. Everything was gone. “What did I do to deserve this” I said aloud, but all that came out was a tiny squeak.
Then I heard a low, hungry growl—a hairy little creature had spotted me and it wasn’t letting me go without a fight. I tried to run, but there was nowhere to go. It began hollering some sort of gibberish at me, I hadn’t the slightest clue what it was saying, but it didn’t sound happy. My home was gone, I’d barely escaped the monster, and now this guys got something to say?
Fight or flight?
I had to fight, so I prepared myself for battle. Suddenly an even bigger creature holding a smaller version of itself appeared behind it. These two were less hairy, but much bigger. I knew I was beat. Hell, I was exhausted, my whole life was gone, why bother living anymore?
“Please, god, just make it quick…” I mumbled to myself.

“Bear! Leave that poor little squirrel alone, lousy mutt! Get in the house!”
The hairy beast disappeared, tail between it’s legs and all was quiet and peaceful once again.



Florence, United States

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Based on a true story, I’ll post a photo of the “hairy little creature” aka my pint sized pooch, Bear. He’s half chihuaua, half Pomeranian, and the most mild mannered little dog I’ve ever had(except when he’s chasing geese and squirrels)

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