A scar that I have is the time that my dogs got into fight in the backyard. This is a scar because in my opinion it was one of the scariest and most traumatic things I have ever seen. My dogs had gotten into a fight with one another and it led to a lot of blood and even one of my dogs dying a couple days later. This scar is probably one that reaches all of the sensory details whereas most of my other physical scars don’t have much backstory to them besides being a burn. It all started on the last day of my spring break of my senior year of high school. I was woken up by my mom in a panic to the sound of her banging on my door fast and violently. I opened the door to have her tell me the dogs were fighting in the back yard and that she could
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I got home that day and the smell was weird it did not smell like my usual house. I checked on my dog and he looked like he was in pain and I could just see the sorrow in his eyes when he had a hard time lifting his head to look at me. The next day was kind of the same thing he was still struggling, but he was getting better he actually managed to stand up and walk around a bit kind of slow, but it was progress none the less. We did notice that he wasn’t eating very much and was only drinking a little bit of water so we began to worry for him. The next day when I had gotten up for school my mom was knocking on my door I opened the door still half asleep as I was rubbing the little bit of crust out of my eyes. My mom had told me that our dog had passed away around 3 A.M that he was making a faint noise as if a cry and that her and my dad went in the room with him and sat with him until he was gone. I went to see him and say my goodbye as my heart was broken and tears started to roll down my face I had just gone through the most traumatic and scarring 4 days of my life. Witnessing that event had a huge effect on me for a while and still affects me to this day in small ways. It still hurts me to talk about this scar especially if I think too much about it. This was my scar and the story of how it all
I got home that day and the smell was weird it did not smell like my usual house. I checked on my dog and he looked like he was in pain and I could just see the sorrow in his eyes when he had a hard time lifting his head to look at me. The next day was kind of the same thing he was still struggling, but he was getting better he actually managed to stand up and walk around a bit kind of slow, but it was progress none the less. We did notice that he wasn’t eating very much and was only drinking a little bit of water so we began to worry for him. The next day when I had gotten up for school my mom was knocking on my door I opened the door still half asleep as I was rubbing the little bit of crust out of my eyes. My mom had told me that our dog had passed away around 3 A.M that he was making a faint noise as if a cry and that her and my dad went in the room with him and sat with him until he was gone. I went to see him and say my goodbye as my heart was broken and tears started to roll down my face I had just gone through the most traumatic and scarring 4 days of my life. Witnessing that event had a huge effect on me for a while and still affects me to this day in small ways. It still hurts me to talk about this scar especially if I think too much about it. This was my scar and the story of how it all