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Brawl with a bear
He bellowed like a rabid bear.
When he was there, the air was stunned stiff.
I tip-toed through the home that didn't feel like mine.
I popped a pill. I exhaled.
I prepared to stand my ground, like a lone camper in the wilderness.
My fight or flight reflexes kicked in, and I wanted to brawl.
I used to feel that way about
I used to feel that way about Boy Scout meetings, where I was routinely bullied for appearing to be "different," and being one of the weaker kids. The bullies were sometimes as ferocious as bears.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]