I'll tell you the story from the beginning.
Just now, YankeeNation and I were hanging out, playing some tennis in my backyard. All of the sudden, YN turns around after he hears a noise and has this petrified look on his face. And he says,"Oh crap, I see a bear. We both heard the noise, and what do you know, we both turn around, and see a bear look at us.
We both have this petrified looks on our faces, and then I run inside. And then I remember, the basement door is open.
So I am running down to the basement as if my life depended on it, which it did, to shut the door. Now we are safe, but YN and I are both scared out of our minds.
And then we do the weirdest thing, we go outside and my dad starts taking pictures. You have to admit, it's pretty cool to see bears walking in your and then your neighbors yard, but it's as scary as he double hockey stick.
Then, we go inside once again, and try to spot the family of bears. we do. They are chowing down on our neighbors peach trees, and their grass.
My mom then calls the police and then says to come inside, which we do. As I'm writing this right now, we're still on the lookout.
I'll keep you guys updated as more happens.