The smell of pizza from a downtown restaurant in Vancouver streamed through  the house that night .It was a homework free night one of the few I had. I was very happy, listening to a motle crue song in the living room as my dad prepared a drink that was for my neighbor that was sick for about two to three weeks now. it smelled like old garlic sour oranges and it was in my opinion a not very nice distinct smell, but I knew it worked to make me feel well so I excused that fact completely, I knew because when are family was coming down with a  cold we would always make it.

 

 

It was a recipe from a long time family friend. my step sister was upstairs face timing some of her friends as I passed her when I walked into my room  when I began to draw for a few moments I  became distracted by the thought of everything, “sounds like me”. I sat in silence for a few minutes  until suddenly boom on my door as the smell of orange crossed my nostril there was a gust of anxiety that shook my body into reality. I sat up from  my chair and creeped near the door slowly starting to open it, I assumed it was dad or my step sister trying to scare me considering they were the only people in the house at the time.

 

 

But slowly i realized it was just my cat jimmy purring at the tips of my feet rubbing my legs “ohhhhhhh” I picked up jimmy and walked out of my room with him I  put  him down and as soon as I heard my dad from the kitchen yell my name I said “WHAT?” in a confused tone, “COME DOWN FOR A SEC” he yelled. as I ran down the stairs I was thinking  what does he need now  I’m just going to say I’m busy when I was doing nothing at all.

 

 

As I came into the kitchen I said “ what’s up” he said “ I need you to go over to krya`s” (  our neighbor ) and give her the wellness drink I was tired and I didn’t want to go out I moaned and said yes I ran to the front entrance and grabbed my shoes ran to the  kitchen and I grabbed the drink thinking “lets get this over with” I had the thought I had every time I was supposed to go outside at night, “I’m going to run into a bear” but I moved past that this time saying its all good. I opened the back  door  as my dad said “take the flash light” “why ?” I replied “just because” he said so I did and and I left with the drink in my hand.

 

 

As I walked out side I passed the trailer I turned the flash light on, smelling garbage and compost from the bins and that’s all I could smell. I passed the trampoline and shined the light through the mesh. I swore I saw some thing but I told myself it was my imagination, it made sense considering I thought to much.. I opened the gate to kryas back entrance as I slowly pondered into the door way thinking to my self I forgot to shut the gate  and all I could see was the path the flashlight was creating for me. I knocked on the door , waiting for about I minute until she unlocked the door. I stepped in her house and shut the door we talked for a couple of minutes and  I said goodnight and she replied “goodnight ! And thank you”, she shut the door and all I heard was the lock of the door bolted shut. i turned around ,as I lifted up the flash light it illuminated my darkest fear i had never thought I would be this close to such a huge animal.

 

 

My heart dropped and I thought I was going to die, now I know there has been much worse things in life but in the moment I wasn’t thinking about anything else  except how I was going to get killed by this bear. In that moment I realized there was a gate to my right but I didn’t want to run becuase I knew bears feel intimidated and challenged, so I slowly walked backwards trying not to make eye contact like I did before. it just stared at me it, its eyes shined golden yellow in the view of the flash light. As I  began to pick up the pace  I pressed myself up against the gate I shut it and locked it thinking that would help me in some way. When looked back I could see it moved over to the gate more and from there I ran as fast as I could to kryas front door i knocked and then she let me in.

 

Later that month the bear was killed because it was disrupting a complex on prairie I now I feel . more obligated to lock the garbage bins because situations like these.

this is were you can go to learn more about this problem.

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This photo was that exact bear on the night it happened.

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