The Bear’s Morning

By, Tatyana

One day there was a bear and he walked through the prickly grass that got pressed down every step the bear took. The bear was walking the same path he walked every day. Looking in the distance, was a long wooden house.

The house had a lot of mold; which it made if looked like no one had lived there in a while. When the bear got close he sniffed the air and he scrunched his nose to the smell of the wet old logs of the house. The only sign that someone was there is that the brick chimney had smoke coming out of it.

The bear went the door and he wiggled his key out of his fur. The bear took the key and put it in the lock. He turned the key and kept tuning in until he heard a click. Once he heard the click he opened the door. When he opened the door, he squeezed through the small sized door. When he went inside, he felt around to find the switch. He flicked on the lights.

All the noise he heard was the squeaks of the panels the bear stepped on.  The bear walked to the kitchen, he went to the top of the cabinet and grabbed the honey flavored tea. He grabbed a kettle and put water in it. Once he filled it with water he put it on the stove. Then he bent down to the bottom cabinet and grabbed the big jar of honey.

The kettle whistled indicating that it was done. The bear turned around to pick the kettle off the fire; while doing that he turned the fire off. He grabbed a mug and poured the water in the mug. He first put the honey flavored tea and the honey into the mug.

He sat down to look at the pretty fire.

That was crackling in the silent house.

 

Killer Bear

By, Merek K.

There was once a little boy who lived in a town far, far, far, away. He saw a boy walking down the street in a very bright street light. The little boy who was named Joseph had a big pot of honey.  Joseph was walking down an alley and there was a bear.

They were meeting under a light in the alley. Joseph was trying to be friends with the bear . But, it didn’t work out  – them being friends.

Joseph had the bear’s favorite treat and it spilled all over him. The bear finally got mad because Joseph was cornering him back into the alley. He, Joseph, had to act fast so the bear didn’t hurt him. But, the bear got to Joseph. The bear tore up Joseph’s skin and left him there to bleed out.

The next day a group of guys walked into the alley. They saw what happened to Joseph and ran away and called police from a random person’s phone and kept running.

The police arrested the seven guys and thought it was them who killed Joseph. Then they found claw marks on Joseph. The cops eventually found the bear and did what they had to do so that it never hurt anyone else ever again.

Bear vs. Cougar

By, Lucas J.

This is another story about two animals of different species, fighting in my backyard. If you haven’t read my first story, then stop reading this and read my first one. This story will make a lot more sense…

Four days ago, a bear was in my backyard. It was a little bear trying to find food. Then a cougar leaped down from a tree onto the little cub. The cougar ripped it apart with its massive claws, tearing away the flesh, biting into the meat until the bone. Eventually, everything of the cub was gone and the cougar ran away. I ran upstairs and told my dad and he told me, “Circle of life, baby!”

The next morning, I wake up to crying, shrieking, roaring, because of noises in my backyard. I go outside to see a full out war between bears and cougars. So I did what any normal, sane, intelligent, amazing kid would do. I got food and watched it all happen. Twenty minutes later everything was dead except for some cougars. They started looking at me and growled, so I panicked and threw a brick at one of them. I ran inside, the cougars bursting through the doors chasing me up stairs. I ran into my room locking and barricading my door. Some cougars climbed in through my windows trapping me inside.

Before I was about to die, my hero hovers down level with the window in a helicopter. He jumps into my room pulling out his knife, stabbing every single cougar in the room. It was Arnold Schwarzenegger. Then John Cena appears and yells, “Get in the choppa!”

Arnold screams, “That’s my line!” So he kicks Cena out the other side of the helicopter, landing ten feet on the ground, getting ripped apart by cougars.

Arnold and I go back to his house and we watch a bunch of Terminator movies.