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A Day of Hunting

 

Rusty was an old man who’s favorite thing in the world was to hunt. He had a long beard and he was usually wearing a cap. He spent most nights at a bar named The Tavern drinking beer with his three lifelong friends Barry, Larry and Harry. Barry was a fat man with no hair left in his head or face except for a thick white moustache, Larry was a skinny bartender who worked at The Tavern and Harry was a superstitious redhead. One night they were all hanging out at the bar after Larry’s shift ended. Rusty started telling his friends that he was leaving early on the morning to go hunting. “I don’t even know why you go; you rarely hunt anything. It’s been what? Three years?” Asked Barry. “At least be sure to wear the same underwear, it’s good luck for hunters.” Said Harry. “Hunting is about patience, my friends. I’ll hunt something this time, you’ll see. I’m prepared to shoot whatever crosses my path” Rusty replied. “Any animal that crosses your path? “Asked Larry. “You must have compassion for at least one kind of animal.” Rusty laughed. “Oh Larry, I don’t think there is one. I would hunt anything, and if I don’t it’s because not all animals can be hunted. I mean, we are not allowed to hunt them all”. “Well, just watch out for white deer, it’s bad luck to hunt them.” Said Harry. Everyone rolled their eyes at him.

 

The next morning Rusty went to the woods, installed his camping tent and went walking with his rifle in his hand. After a long day of looking out for any animal he could find he decided to go back to his tent, light a fire and open a beer. It was a very quiet night; you could almost hear the silence. He was struggling to keep his eyes opened and suddenly he fell asleep. The next time he opened his eyes, there was a bear sitting at the other side of the fire. Rusty could feel his heart beating rapidly. He didn’t move, he just sat there looking at the bear. The bear just sat there calmly and seemed to be enjoying the fire. Then the bear stood up and started to smell everywhere, as if it was searching for something. All that Rusty could think about was that at least he was going to die doing what he loved. But suddenly, the bear did the unexpected. He grabbed two beers, left one near Rusty and returned to where he was sitting. Rusty couldn’t believe what was happening, but decided to go along. He opened the beer and they both started to drink by the fire. After a long time sitting there, Rusty decided to talk. “It’s a lovely night, isn’t it?” and the bear answered with a grunt.

After that, Rusty woke up. “Of course it was just a dream, I thought I was losing my mind” Rusty thought to himself and laughed out loud. He got up, had some breakfast, took his rifle and went hunting again. After a few hours of looking, there it was. He spotted a big brown bear not too far. He pointed his rifle at it, took a few breaths, put down the rifle and said out loud “Not you my friend, not you” and walked away.

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My lil bear.

          my lil bear          2015

 

 

that moment when you arrived

was the day i really cried

those were happy tears you see

cuz you are very special to me

you had all your fingers and toes

and such a cute little button nose

you were special right from the start

cuz i knew we would never part

you always were grams little girl

her love for you was out of this world

but my love for you is always there

when you came to be my lil bear !!!

         i love you lil bear.

 

 

                               zoeycup16

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem for my best friends daughter Kourtney lil bear is my nick name for her,we have a bond that started when she was born and will never end, she and i have had a rough life and she is only 14, i will always love her like my own I had a lot of fun writing this poem and i hope you like it.

                                                                                                                                                                     zoeycup16

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The jewel of the woods

 

 

It was one of those boring days in the summer, all of my friends went out on vacation while I was at home doing nothing but watching TV waiting for my parents to come back from work. They are always working, they rarely have a day off and when they do, they spend all day doing house cleaning. We never go out on vacation, except on Christmas when we visit my grandma in Nayarit.

The movie I was watching was over, I was very tired but I couldn’t take a nap now. My dad was getting off work early, and he asked me to go with him to the mall to buy something nice for my mom’s birthday tomorrow. He was terrible when it comes to buying presents. I thought of not going with him, I was going to bake her a cake anyway. But dad wanted to give her something special and he couldn’t do that on his own. So I made myself stay up and watched another movie.

They were passing this weird cartoon movie with a bear and a chameleon living in the forest. I’ve never watched or heard of it before. I’ve always liked cartoon shows, so I decided to give it a shot and watch it. The movie had already started, Bear and Chameleon were looking for something in the woods, I don’t know what, I had to keep watching. Then while I was watching, something weird happened. I felt Chameleon was staring straight at me. He turns and whispers something to Bear, and then both of them turn and stare at me. I got closer to the TV just to be curious, and when I got close enough to stick my nose in the screen they grabbed me! I was inside of the TV!

“What the heck? How did you do that?” I asked Bear and Chameleon.

“Hi, I’m Chameleon and this is my friend Bear, he can’t talk. What’s your name?”

“Ana…” I could already tell who was the little leader here and who was the tough and clumsy one.

“Ana? That’s a weird name! I’ve never heard it before. It’s pretty!”  

“Uh, thanks. I guess.” I was very confused. I didn’t know how it was possible I was talking to cartoons.

“Ana, you are a very pretty girl. Oh! And your hands are perfect!”

“Why am I here?” I interrupted.

“We need you to help us get the jewel of the golden tree before anybody. If we get it I can be the king of this woods.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have to go home.”

“No you can’t.”

“What do you mean? Sure I can.”

“Nope, you can’t do it yourself. If you want to go back you need to help us first.”

“Hmmm. O.K. but we need to hurry.”

“Sure! It won’t take long! We know exactly where it is, we just need your hands to get it.”

So we walked through the forest until we got to the Golden Tree. I was glad it was a short way. I just had to climb up the tree and get their precious treasure. I did it. I had the jewel on my hands. I gave it to Chameleon and said: “Here, I need to leave now.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

“What? But we made a deal!”

“I’m sorry, but we need you here. You can live with us!”

I was getting angry, I didn’t like people lying to me and breaking their promises. So punched chameleon and he dropped the jewel. I took it as fast as I could, put it on my pocket, and started running. If they wanted the jewel they had to take me home.

“Stupid human! Bear! Let’s get her!”

I ran as fast as I could, but Bear was faster. I kept running. All of a sudden the floor disappeared and I was falling.

I got up with a headache and I realize it was all a dream. Then I remembered my dad. I went to the kitchen and saw him.

“Dad, why didn’t you wake me up? Did you buy mom a present?”

“No, Ana. I had to stay to work and fix some problems,” he said with sadness.

I was very sorry. Then I felt something on my pocket. It couldn’t be! It was the jewel from my dream!

“Dad, you don’t have to worry! I have already a present for mom. Look!”

He asked me how I got it. I told him it was my backup present. Dad was very happy and my mom loved it.

 
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