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| Winter Sweet |
“A bear. Run.”
A bear? In the house?
He stood up and opened the door. The house was quiet.
At the end of the corridor, he looked down. The stairs were clear.
A step. Then another.
When he turned to enter the living-room...
“A bear. Run,” he yelled.
He'd never run up the stairs so quickly.
He locked the door and hid under the bed, as if that'd help him.
For weeks, social media was flooded with photos of his horrified face when he saw the embalmed bear.
Life became difficult while everyone else was having a laugh.
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