Haley woke up one morning, and she was a bear.
She had been quite human the day before, but that’s ok, because now she was a bear.
She lumbered about in the woods, eating berries.
She came to a river where she could fish.
She’d swing with her great big paws at large fish, and off they’d fly to the banks of the river. Sunlight glinting on their silver sides, the fish flopped about on dry land.
And then Haley ate them. Raw. Because that’s how bears eat fish. It’s always sushi for them.
A little later she found a real treasure: a beeshive in a tree!
A beeshive meant honey and larvae. Haley climbed up the tree to eat those delicious things.
The bees buzzed about her. And the bees stung! But Haley didn’t mind.
Her fur protected her from most of the bees. And the few that managed to reach her skin, well, it didn’t hurt all that much. For Haley was a bear.
Once she had eaten enough, she climbed dow the tree. Walking away, she shook her body, and bees flung from her fur just like water does from a wet dog.
Then Haley found herself a nice, quiet place to take a nap
Haley really liked being a bear.
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