The Attack

There once was a town up in Alaska where these friends were the best of friends. They weren’t like normal people, they didn’t go to the store for food or water, for clothes or blankets. They had each other’s back whenever one of them was in trouble.

The four boys’ names were Jack, Chandler, George, and Cole. When one of them needed food or pelts for blankets they helped each other as much as they could in times of need. So one cold autumn day about a week from winter, George needed a blanket or two because winter was coming. And they each lived in a log cabin. So they didn’t have a heater or air conditioning, but they lived in nice sturdy cabin’s.

And so they said okay well kill a bear so we can each get a new blanket for the winter. So once they had all of the stuff they needed for the trip they were off. They left at the crack of dawn searching for a bear to kill and skin. They had enough stuff to last about three days but they were planning to stay for five days because they knew how to live off the land.

They each had a canteen of water, some leftover deer that they hunted and skinned a week ago, a tent, a trout, a first aid kit that they made, some rope, knives that they made out of stone, fiber and wood, a makeshift compass, a bow, about 20 arrow’s, a cot, and each a deer skin blanket.

The first day they didn’t find anything, so they found a spot to camp and cook some trout. They each huddled around the campfire and were a little bummed that they didn’t find anything on the first day. But Chandler said “Cheer up guys. At least we’re out here in the wilderness. When was the last time we all got together to hunt something together?” “Last week actually,” said Cole. Cole was known for talking a lot. Chandler rolled his eyes and said “ That’s not the point. The point is that we’re out here sitting around a campfire about to have some nice trout and we are about to have a hell of a time out here.” Jack said “ I found some herbs out in the forest that we could put on the trout.” “ Yes. I love my trout with a little fresh rosemary.” said George. They sprinkled the trout with a bit of rosemary. So they each had their trout and headed to bed.

The next day they packed up and headed off to find another bear. About half way through the day they stopped at a clearing to pick a bit of gooseberries and serviceberries. Halfway when they were picking the berries they heard something in front of them. Something big. They each took out their spears and bows’ and arrows and got ready to attack, but that’s when a big black bear came out of the brush. They all tried to stab it with their spears and two out of the four spears and two arrows hit the bear and the attack made the bear flee.

They chased it into the forest and the bear casted a dark look at the hunters before retreating into the dark forest. They all got mad and threw the spears and let an arrow fly into the tree with anger. After the anger passed they got their spears out of the tree and started to walk back to the spot where they camped before.

Once they got back to the spot they had camped before they started another fire and started to cook some leftover deer that they hunted about five days ago. They cooked it with some rosemary they got the day before and ate in silence. “ I’m going to chop up some firewood for the fire.” said Jack “ I’ll go get some water from a stream that I saw not to faraway.” said Cole “I’ll get the cot’s ready.” said Chandler. Right after that George got up and said “ Guys lets just hunt some deer I saw not too far away. Let’s not get into trouble with a black bear that big. One of us might get hurt.” They all looked toward George, Chandler looked at the ground and said with darkness in his words, “ We did not come out this far just to hunt some deer, we are going to kill that bear.” “ Fine let’s get these chores done and go to bed,” said George.

When everyone got done with the chores everyone went to bed. But the black bear wanted some revenge for messing with him and he still had an arrow in his shoulder. Around eleven at night something grabbed Cole by the head. Something big. But it wasn’t just anything, it was the same bear that they attacked.

Everyone woke up to the scream of Cole being ragdolled around by the giant black bear that was up on its hind legs. Everyone tried to get their spears and bows’ and arrows, but they were by the bear and going towards it would be suicide. So that’s when remembered that bears hate loud sounds and started to make as much noise to make him drop Cole. But the noise didn’t scare the bear, it made him madder and they had to do the next thing necessary and threw rocks at the beast and try to make him drop their friend. This time it worked and the bear dropped Cole and started to roar and back away. So that’s when the bear retreated back into the forest.

They rushed toward Cole and started to see that he lost a lot of blood. Chandler said “George get all the first aid kits and get all the bandages you can and bring them here.” George rushes off with no hesitation and Jack starts to block the puncture wounds to stop the blood. George comes back with a handful of bandages. He starts to wrap Cole’s head with the bandages. Cole is groaning with pain, even though he has fainted. Jack said “Lets use one of the cot’s as a stretcher” Jack was known for making the best decisions at hard times.

They put Cole on the cot and loaded up as fast as they could and headed for the closest hospital that was about ten miles away. The first five miles they had enough adrenaline to not feel the tiredness on them. But after that they got tired by the foot. They took a rest about four miles from the hospital and started again as soon as they each took a drink of water from the canteens.Then they were off.

When they reached the hospital that read Girdwood Hospital. They rushed into the doors and requested immediate work for his head, and that’s what they got. They stayed there for the whole night and the next day. That day they got a report from the doctor and he said that Cole was going to be okay. But he has a broken arm and he is going to have scars for life, but he was very lucky that he survived the attack.

They saw him a week after the incident. “Good to see you guys. Thanks for everything you guys did for me.” said Cole when he saw them and he looked fine except for thirty six stitches on his neck and his arm in a cast along with a black eye. “Good to see you, Joly as ever.” said Chandler with a giant smile on his face. And they never hunted bears again.

The End

But is that the end?