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And ran to the toilet hut. I slammed the door and huddled in the corner. What was I thinking now I’m trapped. Then I heard the thump thump of footsteps
 
Why oh why did I choose the toilet to hide in? What was I thinking?
 
I started going through all kinds of mental gymnastics to console myself. Bears can't open doors right? These walls are sturdier than the tent, so perhaps this is actually the safest place I could be...
 
As I had my hand on the handle and unlocking the door, I heard a scream! In a split second I locked the door again thinking the bear got to the delivery driver... Sorry, I am no match for a bear... Maybe there is a window somewhere...
 
No window, darn it . I could curl up into a ball (fetal position), try to use hands and arms to protect my head. But I do have a hammer , noise, lots of noise maybe
 
I should just lay down and die? But then I heard a dark voice: "Don't be afraid, little girl! I won't harm you". I just couldn't believe my ears! Was the bear talking to me?!
 
The door banged open and there stood the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen. But wait, when he smiles are his canines rather long?
 
I reached over and shook my brother. Did you hear that? Something screamed out there . . .
 
but come to think of it, weren't his feet really rather big? And that overwhelming smell of tacos... and where was my brother?
 
With all the excitement, I keep thinking of those delicious tacos... so I got up and start gathering supplies to fix myself something to eat.
 
Really? I thought to myself. You're facing danger from either a strange looking man or a bear or a bigfoot and yet all you can think about is food? Then again, the kitchen knife might be a good weapon, so I kept hold of it, just in case ...
 
But then I realized if I wanted to make something to eat, I'd have to put it down so I could light my propane camp stove.
 
So I did what any self-respecting woman would do in this situation - lit the propane camp stove and made myself a delicious tacos - complete with all the trimmings. The smell of food wafted towards the tent and woke up the handsome stranger, who came stumbling out sleepily.
 
“Who are you,” he said, “And what are you doing in my campsite?” I stared at him dumbfounded.
 
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