After a summer full of bear sightings, we were walking through my boyfriend’s rural backyard when we heard a loud crashing headed in our direction. I turned to him to see if he thought we should run. He’d already grabbed the cat, ran back the house and was looking out the patio door.

— Amarylis

Aftermath: It took me three more years to realize that I should have run…away from him.

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