Hiding her toes from the cold stone floor in the thick fur, she smiled gently over the steaming mug. Hot spices drifted up to her, the scents soothing and relaxing in a way only a cup of hot cider can.
I would continue down the main drag through town for a while, I decided, and wrote my plans quickly, deciding to post it in the lobby. As I wrote, it hit me all at once: Would anyone ever read this? Was I the only one left? How could I bear it?
Scary,claws,sharp teeth,mean.I saw a black bear one time,on a trip to Canada.Bears are very mean.
Evangeline
i never thought i’d see you, bear. i always knew we’d run into each other but somehow or another it never occurred to me that it would be in time and space.
i mean, you are huge and you just might eat me. that’s not something i’m prepared to handle right now; i’ve got a lot on my mind.
june
bears beets Battlestar gallactica. oh, dwight. oh, jim. i love the office.
Carly
black and fuzzy no one knows fierce and bright the night sky wraps like fur foever sleep in a net of start and wake belly empty to start again admist the melting snow feel me now great nature feel my breath
silvia diego
i saw a bear once when i was fourteen and backpacking we saw it later in the day and tried to chase it we were crazy but we were so alive and we thought we could do anything later susie q set her bracelet on fire pne for life.
silvia diego
i like bear do you like bears one day i was in the woods and i saw a bear it was a nice bear with brown fur and a little tail i wish that bear could have been my friend it would go places with me like to the dentist and to the store and i would love that bear and name it george.
becca
bears are big, and ugly when they don’t have fur. they are kind of vicious and mean but only some types. i hear many stories of them eating people, but i think usually its just the humans fault for either tempting them or having food when they shouldn’t.
natalie
Plus, it wasn¡t like he has never seen one. Actually, he had seen lots of bears. But something about this one was different, and he couldn’t really place a finger on what it was. Anyway, the boy took the bear out of the shelf and smiled.
There was a bear in my tenth grade geometry class. He was kind of an asshole. One day, I tried to help him learn the Pythagorean Theorem and he just ate me.
Greg
Okay, this isn’t going to BEAR any sort of literary merit, but today during AP Government I did a project involving BEAR ARMS, and it wasn’t really all that interesting, except that my partner was really hyper and would laugh hysterically every time I made claw-motions and said “BEAR ARMS.”
Koala bears, dammit!
They’re being wiped out by chlamydia, believe it or not.
It’s all my roommate can talk about.
She gets obsessed with the most obscure things.
I don’t know how to tell her I don’t care.
“And you would hug me in the night, right?”
The little boy asked shyly to his small toy. It was an old toy, a tin layer of dust covering it, making the color and texture vary a little, but the kid liked it nevertheless.
ale
The bear looked at me from the side of the road and I slowed my car down for her to cross into the woods.
Mary Lou Wynegar
I had seen him before, this bear of a man. He had all the features of a bear, long scraggly hair, huge beard, built frame…….wait, oh shit! It is a fucking bear!
Bryan
I had seen a bear walking through a mountain village about two days ago. I remembered the funny web cartoons I had recently seen about bears, and was promptly mauled half to death. When I recovered, I watched the funny web cartoons and shuddered.
jesse
Big black, massive. Cute, cuddly. Mean, deadly. Trees, honey, fish. Big bears with cubs leaning on big logs. Pondering the day curious. Simple. Elegant. Dancer of streams. Haunter of dreams.
nicole
Bear. What a dull word. HMMMM. Try something a lot more sophisticated . Dang it it’s givin me 60 more seconds.
Amahdi
She turned and faced it. Before her, looming high above her, was a bear. A large, brown, snarling bear that said cheerfully ‘would you like some tea?’ before offering her a charming teacup and sitting on a tiny stool.
Caitlin
The sight was almost more than he could bear. He had heard the reports. Several persons had told him. But the sight of her thin, fragile body lying inert against the white sheets filled him with silent horror. He wept.
JL
I never had a stuffed bear as a kid. Instead, I had a giraffe. I liked to be original. His name was galapagos because it’s fun to say. He was a good giraffe.
THe huge, monstrous, brown, furry bear roared at me with the breath of the devil. It was as rank as week old-scratch that,-YEAR old garbage left in the hot, blazing sun to ferment and stink up the universe.
A teddy bear is the first thing I think of when I think of bears. Creatures that don’t want to maul you but would rather cuddle with you and be hugged. Why? Perhaps it’s coming from the sensitive, more feminine place I have in my heart. I don’t really know.
and I pray that your anger, like a bear separated from her cubs, would not be against me but that I might be shielded from the fierceness of it.
Merryn
There was a time when I was called a sexy bear. I didn’t really know what to think of it. I thought this is wierd, I’m not hairy enough to be a bear. Then again, this was Shane and my favorite joke. i really shouldn’t be thinking about him, but apparently i will anyway. My punctuation and phrasing is getting worse and too personal. Bears are terrifying and grea.t My old bestfriends in the band loved bears too. One of the guys we thought of as a bear because of his stature and constant guardian personality. I miss him. Bear. Whether teddy bear or terrifying real bear- I love them.
cheerio
I once saw a bear bathing in the ditch outside my house. I was walking my dog, Buckley, who has since died. Usually, Buckley would engage any animals he sees. This time he didn’t. I’m glad, because we would have been torn to shreds.
Joe
the bear came into the room and growled. The wind that came with the noise from its mouth blew the flowers from the vase on my bedside table. But I wasn’t frightened by the beast or by the ferocity of the noise it made. I was too intent on the footy.
Peter
big rawry thing that lives in the woods. attacks if provoked and is attracted to food wich is why carelesss camper often get caught out by the giant clawsy paws of the beast :) very friendly :P
” i’ve been framed by this superior douche bag,” the crook said as superior man set him down on the chair.s.m. pushed the man down just slightly harder than the chair could bear…snap..falling to the ground,the crook said,”ok,ok,i did it.”
The elephant and the bear established a profound relationship. Each one setting very clear boundaries and intentions for the relationship. It took place On the beginning of the first day upon meeting.
Rhonda Hohmann
Bears are big and strong. I love bear hugs, or bare hugs? EH!? ahhha I have nothing else to write.
banneezza
big animal. Brown or white. Cuddly looking. Love the stuffed animals. Would scare me if I ran into a real one.
Laura Gail Diamond
Please bear with me. I will tell you a tale about a bear. He couldn’t bear to be around without his mama bear. Nosir, the child bear roared and roared for his mama bear till one day, he discovered that he was in fact a motherfucking badass bear.
This morning I woke up and made myself a cup of coffee. I went out on the front porch of the cabin where I was staying and decided to grab the newpaper to peruse while I was outsied. It was a beautiful day, the birds were chriping the bugs where making bug noises and I was about to enjoy a beautiful day on my front porch, doing nothing productive. I opened to the personals column and read an ad “Bear of a man needs bare woman” who puts these things in for the public to read.
“You’re far too old for stuffed animals-!” Is what she had said, confiscating the plush toy from her snivelling child. But now, lying in the pitch-dark, with the bear feverishly squirming in her arms, wanting to claim it’s child once more, she was afraid…
Hiding her toes from the cold stone floor in the thick fur, she smiled gently over the steaming mug. Hot spices drifted up to her, the scents soothing and relaxing in a way only a cup of hot cider can.
I met a bear the other day; he wore a straw hat and bright plaid vest; he swung his cane and sauntered on.
To bear the weight… it seems to be too much. I cannot survive.
I would continue down the main drag through town for a while, I decided, and wrote my plans quickly, deciding to post it in the lobby. As I wrote, it hit me all at once: Would anyone ever read this? Was I the only one left? How could I bear it?
The bear waved his paw at me and I said, “Hi.” The bear walked and faded away through the thick trees.
Scary,claws,sharp teeth,mean.I saw a black bear one time,on a trip to Canada.Bears are very mean.
i never thought i’d see you, bear. i always knew we’d run into each other but somehow or another it never occurred to me that it would be in time and space.
i mean, you are huge and you just might eat me. that’s not something i’m prepared to handle right now; i’ve got a lot on my mind.
bears beets Battlestar gallactica. oh, dwight. oh, jim. i love the office.
black and fuzzy no one knows fierce and bright the night sky wraps like fur foever sleep in a net of start and wake belly empty to start again admist the melting snow feel me now great nature feel my breath
i saw a bear once when i was fourteen and backpacking we saw it later in the day and tried to chase it we were crazy but we were so alive and we thought we could do anything later susie q set her bracelet on fire pne for life.
i like bear do you like bears one day i was in the woods and i saw a bear it was a nice bear with brown fur and a little tail i wish that bear could have been my friend it would go places with me like to the dentist and to the store and i would love that bear and name it george.
bears are big, and ugly when they don’t have fur. they are kind of vicious and mean but only some types. i hear many stories of them eating people, but i think usually its just the humans fault for either tempting them or having food when they shouldn’t.
Plus, it wasn¡t like he has never seen one. Actually, he had seen lots of bears. But something about this one was different, and he couldn’t really place a finger on what it was. Anyway, the boy took the bear out of the shelf and smiled.
There was a bear in my tenth grade geometry class. He was kind of an asshole. One day, I tried to help him learn the Pythagorean Theorem and he just ate me.
Okay, this isn’t going to BEAR any sort of literary merit, but today during AP Government I did a project involving BEAR ARMS, and it wasn’t really all that interesting, except that my partner was really hyper and would laugh hysterically every time I made claw-motions and said “BEAR ARMS.”
Koala bears, dammit!
They’re being wiped out by chlamydia, believe it or not.
It’s all my roommate can talk about.
She gets obsessed with the most obscure things.
I don’t know how to tell her I don’t care.
“And you would hug me in the night, right?”
The little boy asked shyly to his small toy. It was an old toy, a tin layer of dust covering it, making the color and texture vary a little, but the kid liked it nevertheless.
The bear looked at me from the side of the road and I slowed my car down for her to cross into the woods.
I had seen him before, this bear of a man. He had all the features of a bear, long scraggly hair, huge beard, built frame…….wait, oh shit! It is a fucking bear!
I had seen a bear walking through a mountain village about two days ago. I remembered the funny web cartoons I had recently seen about bears, and was promptly mauled half to death. When I recovered, I watched the funny web cartoons and shuddered.
Big black, massive. Cute, cuddly. Mean, deadly. Trees, honey, fish. Big bears with cubs leaning on big logs. Pondering the day curious. Simple. Elegant. Dancer of streams. Haunter of dreams.
Bear. What a dull word. HMMMM. Try something a lot more sophisticated . Dang it it’s givin me 60 more seconds.
She turned and faced it. Before her, looming high above her, was a bear. A large, brown, snarling bear that said cheerfully ‘would you like some tea?’ before offering her a charming teacup and sitting on a tiny stool.
The sight was almost more than he could bear. He had heard the reports. Several persons had told him. But the sight of her thin, fragile body lying inert against the white sheets filled him with silent horror. He wept.
I never had a stuffed bear as a kid. Instead, I had a giraffe. I liked to be original. His name was galapagos because it’s fun to say. He was a good giraffe.
THe huge, monstrous, brown, furry bear roared at me with the breath of the devil. It was as rank as week old-scratch that,-YEAR old garbage left in the hot, blazing sun to ferment and stink up the universe.
A teddy bear is the first thing I think of when I think of bears. Creatures that don’t want to maul you but would rather cuddle with you and be hugged. Why? Perhaps it’s coming from the sensitive, more feminine place I have in my heart. I don’t really know.
and I pray that your anger, like a bear separated from her cubs, would not be against me but that I might be shielded from the fierceness of it.
There was a time when I was called a sexy bear. I didn’t really know what to think of it. I thought this is wierd, I’m not hairy enough to be a bear. Then again, this was Shane and my favorite joke. i really shouldn’t be thinking about him, but apparently i will anyway. My punctuation and phrasing is getting worse and too personal. Bears are terrifying and grea.t My old bestfriends in the band loved bears too. One of the guys we thought of as a bear because of his stature and constant guardian personality. I miss him. Bear. Whether teddy bear or terrifying real bear- I love them.
I once saw a bear bathing in the ditch outside my house. I was walking my dog, Buckley, who has since died. Usually, Buckley would engage any animals he sees. This time he didn’t. I’m glad, because we would have been torn to shreds.
the bear came into the room and growled. The wind that came with the noise from its mouth blew the flowers from the vase on my bedside table. But I wasn’t frightened by the beast or by the ferocity of the noise it made. I was too intent on the footy.
big rawry thing that lives in the woods. attacks if provoked and is attracted to food wich is why carelesss camper often get caught out by the giant clawsy paws of the beast :) very friendly :P
” i’ve been framed by this superior douche bag,” the crook said as superior man set him down on the chair.s.m. pushed the man down just slightly harder than the chair could bear…snap..falling to the ground,the crook said,”ok,ok,i did it.”
The elephant and the bear established a profound relationship. Each one setting very clear boundaries and intentions for the relationship. It took place On the beginning of the first day upon meeting.
Bears are big and strong. I love bear hugs, or bare hugs? EH!? ahhha I have nothing else to write.
big animal. Brown or white. Cuddly looking. Love the stuffed animals. Would scare me if I ran into a real one.
Please bear with me. I will tell you a tale about a bear. He couldn’t bear to be around without his mama bear. Nosir, the child bear roared and roared for his mama bear till one day, he discovered that he was in fact a motherfucking badass bear.
This morning I woke up and made myself a cup of coffee. I went out on the front porch of the cabin where I was staying and decided to grab the newpaper to peruse while I was outsied. It was a beautiful day, the birds were chriping the bugs where making bug noises and I was about to enjoy a beautiful day on my front porch, doing nothing productive. I opened to the personals column and read an ad “Bear of a man needs bare woman” who puts these things in for the public to read.
“You’re far too old for stuffed animals-!” Is what she had said, confiscating the plush toy from her snivelling child. But now, lying in the pitch-dark, with the bear feverishly squirming in her arms, wanting to claim it’s child once more, she was afraid…
Fuzzy! Slow and fuzzy.