Standing In the Wind
As the wind blows through her hair
She feels something stinging her face
She cautiously but nervously lifts her hand
As her hand touches her face she feels a liquid
She removes her hand, and puts it in front of her eyes to see
The liquid she saw was a crimson color that was dripping down on her hand
The liquid is trickling down her cheek like a waterfall
She scrambles to find some bandages
But there's no first aid kit with her
As soon as she looks back she sees a bear
The bear seems to get closer and closer every step it takes
As soon as she started to escape
She arose from her bed abruptly
Just as she had awoken, she fell back to sleep
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