Dear Diary,
July 14, 1972
Ten days ago, I was hunting in the woods, all द्वारा myself. And then suddenly, I heard a grizzly growling, and a grown man, I will say at the age of twenty-one crying for help.
I raced at my चोटी, शीर्ष speed, to where I heard the sound, no matter how fast I raced, I felt like my ice cold feet took me at my lowest speed.
When I finally got there, I saw the grizzly still growling on the poor man. As I watched I wanted my eyes to fill with tears, but they didn't and that's what made me mad the most.
But not at that moment, in a second, I jumped on that grizzly with all my power. I...
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