I was driving home and had just come to my house. (The house where I grew up). Oh m y gosh! Three or Four bears were hanging around the house! Yikes. One spotted me and came after me. I wasn’t in a normal car, it was more like a little electric buggy or something. I tried to speed off but the bear was on my tail. I zig zagged around which slowed the bear down a bit, but he was still on my tail.Finally I made a run for the door and barged through. The bear was right behind me, and I slammed the door and locked it. To no avail, the bear was able to push through the lock quite easily. As he pushed to get in, I pushed the door to keep him out, bracing it with my body.
Eventually, my brother came and I yelled for help. He told me what probably in a couple of hours (A couple of HOURS?! How could I survive that long!?) someone could come and dig a pit and push the bear in. I was relieved to hear help would come but I didn’t want to bear to be hurt. I woke up in the middle of this scenario. Pushing to keep bear out, but not wanting him hurt and killed.
Thank you Bear for visiting my dream last night.