John the bear had a very long nose, something he wasn’t proud of. Everyone made fun of his long nose, and he didn’t like that very much. While growing up his mother would always compare him to his handsome brother, and it irritated the hell out of John.
One day he was hunting for some fish in a nearby river and suddenly leaped in the water and caught a fish. The fish, nearly dead remarked, “My My what a long nosed bear, eh? never seen a freak like you before.” and this angered John so he just put the fish in his mouth. He liked the taste of that fish he thought, but he couldn’t help think about the remark, and just then a crow flew by saying, “I guess no one likes to hear the truth eh?” John didn’t like that remark very much and followed the crow in order to attack. After a while, John grew very tired of following the crow and he decided to sit down near the tree and pick his nose. He loved picking his nose, it was even better to do so considering he had a long nose, lots of stuff to pick out and nibble on. He thought again of his childhood when his mother used to tell him what an obnoxious looking nose he had. He felt the pain again, and decided that he was going to fix his long nose somehow. He decided to go to Los Angeles, where they fix things like these.
He was going to lie in a pool of blood (collected from his preys) and wait for a backpacker to pass by, and scream in pain and then surely the backpacker would call for help and then he would be air-lifted to a hospital, from where he could run away. He did exactly just that. Soon he found himself in a helicopter being air-lifted to a vet in Los Angeles. When they arrived at the vet’s clinic, John was put on an operating table. Doctor David was surprised to see no injuries, and that’s when John spoke his heart out. He told doctor David to fix his long nose. Doctor David said he didn’t do stuff like that, and in order to get his nose fixed he’s have to go to a cosmetic surgeon.
So, John went to cosmetic surgeon and told him he wanted to have his nose fixed. The cosmetic surgeon replied he couldn’t fix a bear’s nose and remarked, “But my you could really do with some nose reduction.” John got out of the clinic and was walking when a crow flew past him saying, “I guess no one likes to hear the truth eh?”. This was the same crow as in the jungle, he had followed John all the way, just to bug him. This time round John didn’t get as mad and said, “Yeah, and you resemble a colossal squid, you stupid bird.”
John decided to go back to the jungle and live his life, the long nose way but he couldn’t do it, he wanted a shorter, prettier nose, period. He was sitting under a tree when he thought of cutting off the extra part of his nose with his own claws. It hurt like hell, but he did it. John cut off his undesired piece of nose. It was later he realised that he needed the whole nose. He was bleeding heavily, he fainted, lying in pool of blood. By the time someone located him, he was dead.
John, the bear, who enjoyed picking his long nose, was dead.
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