En isbjørneoplevelse på vej til Alaska

I was driving on my way to Alaska, because I was go to visit my parents to celebrate Christmas Eve. There was snow everywhere and a lot of ice on the road I so five cars there were driving into a ditch. I was driving in my old Ford Mondeo without a heater so it was very cold, my fingers felt like icicles I was getting tired so I went to a Residual space for a break and so I gut get warm. Next morning I went to the local bakery to get some breakfast the sun was shining but there were still a lot of snow. When I got back to my car I could not find my keys I took all my stuff out of my pocket and putted on the ground but suddenly I heard roar and I stud up and looked on the other side of my car and two meters in front of me there were a two meter high polar bear. I have never been so scarred before I got so scarred that I peed in my pans. We walked around my car, and my phone was on the ground so I could not call anyone. Ten minutes later I had walked around my car so I could take my phone and I called the police office but they were not in the area but they would be here in 3 hours. But a local gay came and he had a stun gun so he shot the big bear and I gave him a bottle of red wine for saving me. I find my keys in my inside pocket. I just thought typical me, now I can I laugh about it, but when it happen I thought I should die. When I had Sayed bye to the very nice man, I drive home to my parents to have a very nice Christmas and some good food.