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fire flies

part 7

By Robbie BalePublished about a year ago 1 min read
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7.

As if the burning forest around our campsite wasn't enough, that bear we saw earlier showed up. And it didn't look too happy. The bear started roaring at the top of its lungs and began running through our camp. Tearing down the tents, trashing all of our belongings, and looking ready to attack us. We start sprinting out of there. We gotta find the ranger station. That way they can call the fire department to come put out the burning forest. And maybe neutralize this bear because it was still chasing us through the forest. Where are the rangers.

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