Washing dishes and cleaning everything . <| sep |> Went to Yosemite when I was 15 . Tent camping . The frist night there , I woke up freezing my ass off so I struggled into another pair of sweats and sweatshirt . I work up the two other girls in my tent because my sleeping bag was nylon and all ZZZZZ ZZZZS ZZZZ when I moved around . Just as I was settling back into sleep , I heard a very deep almost concussive ERRRREEERRWWWWRRRRR just outside the tent . Like , right the fuck there . Right on the other side of that thin , thin nylon tent . The beat went through camp and ate a bunch powdered Gatorade and obliterated the can there was green powder everywhere ! and ate through a bottle of ketchup someone had left out . Nobody was murdered , which was a huge plus . The bear went through our camp the next two nights , but were were super compliant with putting our food in those big metal locking bins . I will never forget hearing a bear groan outside my fragile tent on a frigid August night . It was absolutely terrifying .