What I did on my summer vacation

It was a good beach. First day I found lots of shells on the black sand. My dad said they were baloney shells.

We talked mom into camping up the King Range. It was hot and steep, but my dad carried me sometimes on his shoulders. I said he should carry mom too, she laughed.

When it got dark we set up camp in the trees. It was cooler. I saw a big dog, but my dad said there weren't any dogs up on the mountain.

Then a thing happened. I was asleep, the tent shook, like a hurricane grabbed it.

There was growling. My mom screaming. Then quiet.

The ambulance took my dad and me to the hospital. A police man made me write this. He says it's a statement.

He says they are still looking for my mom.