The calling of her spirit

As the bears paw swiped towards me all I could think about is how my stupid dad made me go on this dang camping trip and how he just had to run out of firewood and make me go get more and how..”hey just tell it to stop.”yells someone from deep in the forest I couldn't respond because of the fear running through me but I did think very hard “ stop..stop..STOP, please.”Even though I knew it wouldn't work, I didn't want to die without trying to live. Right before the bear's paw hit me it got a confused look and turned around and stalked back into the woods. Still shaking I slid to the forest floor. ”here let me help you up.” His hands came into view. I looked up, my eyes skimming up his long arms to his perfectly sculpted face into his mesmerizing dark blue eyes. I didn't know how long I had been staring but it became obvious it was too long when the handsome stranger said: ”like what you see?” I started to say something back when it hit me..how is that possible..that bear just stopped...could i have really done that..no way ,not possible.”by look at your cute little face I can see your thinking about how you made that bear turn away, here ill make you deal, you come with me willingly and I will tell you, what do you say?” he stated with such confidence that it didn't sound very frightening. The thought of actually going with him sounded appealing and I really did want to know what just happened ….but that's crazy I don't even know this guy, he could be an axe murder. I finally stammered out “I don't even know your name?” my voice shook slightly as I said it but I think it was more of his inhuman good looks then fear.”But Zoey I know yours.”