I carefully lifted it to the surface. I poked it a few times, shook it, hoping it would come back to life, but it was useless. It seemed lifeless.

But at that very moment, something terrible happened  Continued in the first comment 

Suddenly, behind me, came a heavy, low growl. Goosebumps ran down my skin. I slowly turned — and I saw her.

Out of the bushes emerged a huge mother bear. Her eyes burned with rage, her breathing was ragged. She saw that I was holding her cub in my hands and thought I was the one who had killed it.