Three months ago my mom had to go to a church related trip for her job for seven days in Dallas Teaxs.so my dad had to take care of me and my sister for seven days,but seven days turned into four days because of me geting bit by a dog.If your asking yourself how,when,where,and who’s dog it was,than thats good because I’m about to tell you. Lets start at the begining okay. It was around 4:45, me, my sister and my dad were playing with our neighbors. Well at 5:32 it was very dark, but Mr.Steve, our neighbor had got his 5 year old son and 3 year old son to play with us, but his two sons had gone in early. They had left their toy police car that they can ride in outside. My dad told me to take the car up to their house, but Mr.Steve insisted he would take it
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I had screamed and yelled “ Help!” over and over. The dog had sunk his teeth into my right arm. I wrapped my left arm around the dog’s throat. At that moment all I could feel was my right arm being crushed by the dogs enormous mouth yanking me around. With my left arm wrapped around the dog’s throat I could feel the dog’s thick fur around his neck. The only way I was going to get out of this was to throw myself down with the dog on the concrete as I fell to the ground on top of the dog he released hit bite. After falling to the ground I ran to the open garage nearby. At that moment I realized all the pain at once, I pulled up my sleeve and saw my bloody, disgusting arm. Then Mr.Steve ran in the garage and my dad after him, Mr.Steve called 911 and my dad got a towel and wrapped it around my arm. The pain was unbearable and you can say it was like my arm was on fire. After the paramedics came my dad drove me to the emergency room, after a hour of surgery my arm was back together with fourteen stitches and some medicine. After that I couldn’t use my arm for three days. Now I am very nervous around other dogs. I actually don't trust any other dog but mine. I hope I can get past this fear but I will never be
I had screamed and yelled “ Help!” over and over. The dog had sunk his teeth into my right arm. I wrapped my left arm around the dog’s throat. At that moment all I could feel was my right arm being crushed by the dogs enormous mouth yanking me around. With my left arm wrapped around the dog’s throat I could feel the dog’s thick fur around his neck. The only way I was going to get out of this was to throw myself down with the dog on the concrete as I fell to the ground on top of the dog he released hit bite. After falling to the ground I ran to the open garage nearby. At that moment I realized all the pain at once, I pulled up my sleeve and saw my bloody, disgusting arm. Then Mr.Steve ran in the garage and my dad after him, Mr.Steve called 911 and my dad got a towel and wrapped it around my arm. The pain was unbearable and you can say it was like my arm was on fire. After the paramedics came my dad drove me to the emergency room, after a hour of surgery my arm was back together with fourteen stitches and some medicine. After that I couldn’t use my arm for three days. Now I am very nervous around other dogs. I actually don't trust any other dog but mine. I hope I can get past this fear but I will never be