Bleeding And Wounded

It was nearly midnight, foggy forest with owls hunting down rats and lizards, voices of wolves in the horizon under the moonlight, sound of the water stream in front of us.

It was the perfect recipe for a horrifying night, but I am a man! I gathered myself back together and held tightly on the apple wood branches that Smith gave me.

“Here, an apple” Said Smith.

He Threw me an apple, but my hands were already filled with apple wood branches and leaves, so it just fell on the ground.

“How am I supposed to hold it big brain!” I replied.

“now you drop the beauty of the forest.” he said.

“beauty of what?” I said.

“apples, I call them beauty of the forest, they are a blessing we do not take seriously, but yeah, now you know.

God do I love apples” he said.

(branch breaking sound)

“here, the last branch” he said.

“do you smell fish?” I asked him.

“we are near a water stream what do you think you will …” he could not finish up his sentence while looking at me and suddenly…..

A horrific look on his face, eyes wide open and said

“Run!!!!” He screamed while pushing the branches away from my hands and pushing me.

(Terrifying roaring sounds)

“There is a bear behind the tree!!” he screamed.

We were running alongside the river then out of nowhere a big black bear jumped on the road and started running after us.

The leaves and branches did not seem to slow him even for a bit.

Just imagine with me, a big black bear running behind us and the edge of the cliff in front of us, so we either jump in the waterfall or just turn around and try to talk to our friend bear.

“Look, there is the waterfall!!” He said.

“Well you expect me to jump!” I screamed.

While we were running for our lives there was a rock in the way.

I jumped over it but Smith Didn’t seem to have seen it. He hit the rock and fell off!

“Ahhh!” Smith

(Roaring sound!)

“Jump off the waterfall!!” Smith

I heard him fall down and the last thing I heard was the bear roaring and smith screaming.

I did not look behind me and gathered all the courage in the world and quickly approached the waterfall and jumped off, screaming

“AAAAAAAaaaaaaaa!”

I was falling down the cliff, my life sequenced and flashed in front of my eyes, I thought it was the end. I do not know what else can be more terrifying than what I am already in.

The water slammed into my face and I remember breathing the water into my soul, I was chocking water and screaming.

As I hit the water, I felt a terrible pain in my legs, I knew they were broken.

I ran with the stream floating on top of the water hitting rocks.

I tried swimming to the shore, but in vain, I can not use my legs, it was only my hands swinging.

If there is something to know about these waterfalls, it is that they do not come singular, it is a waterfall next to another, I did not know this but in that moment.

I fell from another waterfall but this time, it was a higher one, I barely had the strength to scream out of my vocal cords, if there was any left.

I slammed the water again, this time I can not swing my arms to swim. I let the stream take me to my destiny.

There was a curve in the water stream, the waves landed me on the shore.

I strongly coughed out the water out of my lungs. Don’t worry, I did not catch fish out of my mouth.

I looked briefly at my bleeding foot.

The blood was coming out of my legs quickly so I knew I had to stop the bleeding.

There was a big tree in front of me so I crawled till I leaned my back on the tree.

Just about taking my breath, a big mama bear with her cubs on the other side of the river.

She stood on her legs staring at me, and I stared back at her.

That moment I did not care about myself anymore. If she wanted a fresh meal, I am ready to be eaten. But surprisingly, she roared at me and then hid into the bushes.

She didn’t even try to attack me or scare me.

All of her five cubs followed their mama into the forest.

It was foggy, scary, with my foot bleeding.

I held the scream in my throat and ripped a piece of my shirt and tied it tightly around the wound to stop the bleeding.

I heard a saying that goes if you are bleeding and put some dirt on the wound it will help heal the wound but I know that it would hurt like hill so I was fine with just tying the piece of cloth around my leg.

I relaxed my arms back and looked at the moon.

Knowing that this might actually be the last day of my life.

I wonder what happened to Smith back there.

I think he sacrificed his life for me, or did he?

I know that if it was not for the rock in the way I think this bear could have gotten me.

I know I can not stay here in the wild for long. If the mother bear gave me a chance to live, others will not.

Let me use some of the knowledge I learned from Smith.

Its after midnight and the moon is in the middle of the sky.

So I have to get some rest.

Behind the tree I leaned on there was some bushes. I can just flatten them and make a ready bed instead of grabbing them from their roots and making the bed somewhere else.

It seemed like a good hidden place to spend the night.

Bleeding and wounded.