DEACON MET A POLAR BEAR…
I wake with agonising pain in my spine. Turning around to see what it is, I realize that I have been sleeping on my shiny leather winklepickers.
Groaning in pain I suddenly have the urge to use the facilities. I hop out of the truck and run to the bushes,
“That’s better,” I say to myself.
I look up and see a polar bear leaning on my truck
“AAHHH!!!,” I screech from fright
The polar bear starts roaring at me, I start to slowly back up the bear abruptly hops off my truck and walks away like nothing ever happened.
DEACON – YEAR 8