I could have died

ok so my sister had this wonderful idea about going forth into the wilderness and go camping....ok well it sounded fun and was something that i hadnt done in a while (since i was 12 and in the boyscouts) so we went to bogart park in cherry valley ca and rented a camp ground, and did fishing and made smores and just sat around a campfire just enjoying the fact that it was nice and cool and that we were all getting along.
As the night drew to a close, we all began to go to sleep. At 2:30-3:00 this morning i got up and used the bathroom outside on the side of the tree next to my tent then i went back to bed, only to be awaken by my sister crying and hyperventilating, i said sis whats wrong, she said "b b bear" I put my glasses on and sure as shit there was a large california golden brown bear standing less than 5ft from my tent rooting through the trash. I unzipped my tent really fast and got out and shined my light on it and said "yah bear....oh bear" and it looked at me and then I yelled "frank theres a bear" really loud and it took off running into the ditch next to our camp site. Shaking with adreline I began shining my light around trying to catch a glimpse of it and hoping that i wouldnt that it ran off into the woods.
Now when we left we ran into another bear w/ her cubs and we just kept driving.

im now home and probably never going to go camping.