I'm a 47-year-old married lady with four grown children. I live in Las Vegas, Nevada. I came from a family with six children. We grew up in rural Nevada in a railroad town. My parents were avid deer hunters and once a year we took a trip to hunt deer. Our trips were based on where the tags were approved for. We got tags for Cave Lake area in what I think are the Sierra Nevada Mountains. We were all to drive our cars up to the mountains where we would select a camp site then make camp and get ready for an early day hunting.
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The first night we set up camp in a circular pattern by a creek. The air was crisp and cold and I remember listening to the wind rush through the long grass by the stream. It was beautiful. I went to bed early. It was cold and I remember just having the very top of my head sticking out of the sleeping bag. I woke out of a sound sleep. I was terrified. I remember thinking that I was "seeing" what must have been an animal, except there was no sound. It was that hour of the early morning when things are the quietest.
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