AgentSir

January 17, 2016

I don't remember how my dream began..

We were in the woods; my whole family.It was my mom, my aunt, my grandma, my uncle, my eight year old brother, and some other 'family' that I didn't recognize.

I asked what we were doing out here and my aunt said, "We do this once a year."

And I was confused. Im almost 20 and have never done this in my life. So I asked he, "We do what?"

She only replied with "You'll see."

There was railroad tracks just ahead and there were various buildings and trees everywhere around us.

I noticed everyone else picking up sticks and I turned to my aunt and said, "so were just picking up sticks?"

She told me yes and after she said that I seen this big black link of what looks like mining carts passing by on the tracks. There wasn't really an engine attached anywhere on the link of carts so I'm not sure how it got there, but the twenty or so carts just stopped. I noticed something in one of the far right carts. It was something big and black. I could see it slightly moving like it was asleep. And then I realized what it was. A fucking bear.

I had noticed when everyone was picking up the sticks that they were being really hesitant and very careful with them. I turned to my aunt and asked, "Once of us is going to pick something up or step on something to wake that bear up, aren't we?"

She just looked at me and nodded her head. I wanted to run. To get out of there.



All of the sticks had been picked up around where they were supposed to be picked up and everyone began questioning where the trigger was this year. We started looking around, going into the buildings around us, watching our steps. We had split into groups and I had followed my aunt and my mom. We had went into one of the smaller buildings while everyone else was splitting up into the bigger farm style building, and then it happened.

There was a loud scream. Did we hit the trigger in the small building? Or did someone find it over in the bigger building? Regardless. I was in a panic. And then there was loud banging on our door. There was a small hole in the door that I could look through to see who it was. I was hesitant fearing that It was the bear approaching, but it wasn't. It was my eight year old brother. I quickly opened the door and let him in, then locked it straight behind him. When I let him in, I could see the bear Trying to decide where he wanted to go. We all kept very quiet hoping that he wouldn't come our way. But it didnt matter. A few minutes later it was tearing at our door trying to get in. My aunt opened up this secret door way that was in the floor and told me and my brother to go. We went down in and hid and there was tunnels everywhere.

"BANG!" There was a loud gun shot. the scratching stopped and my mom and aunt came down.

"Quickly," she said, "follow me."

And we follwed her into a room. I was assuming this one was in the other, larger building because there was another doorway.

"What was that?" I asked. She said my grandpa had shot the bear to give us some time.

Other came down into the room, and i noticed something. There was another door above and below us. And something else. Another bear.

The others came down quickly, including the cub. They managed to get the cub into the next room below us. And the cub had screamed. Then the mother screamed. We were in trouble now. She was coming for us. In this room with no escape.

My grandpa told everyone to get ready, and for me and my eight year old brother to get back. So we did, and he let the bear in.

She fell down searching for her cub. Standing up on her back feat and screaming.

And they attacked. Shot after Shot, trying to kill the bear. And it was done. They had killed the bear. and they went down and killed the smaller bear.

Was it over?

Out of no where, my uncle asked my grandpa a question. (I cant remember what the question was). But after my grandpa had picked something my uncle told him something ( I cant remember what they had said--My uncle had gotten rid of something of my grandpas?)

But then he lost it. I heard shot followed by shot. And then it was pointed at me. Everything went black.



I could see again. We were at a restaurant. Me, my mom, and my grandpa.

He opened the door, "Ladies first." And we went in.

What the hell just happened?

First were fighting a bear, then I get shot, and now were at a restaurant? Was I dreaming in my dream?