2016.10.11

Well. My wish came true.

Something happened.

And I learned more about him.

And it was the worst thing ever.

I was going to the grocery store.

And then a dog ran my way.

That's where the horror began.

I tried not to move.

But it didn't stop running at me.

Was the dog big?

No.

Was it barking?

No.

Was it angry?

No?

Was it muscular?

No.

What did I do despite the dog being small, cute, fluffy, and the most adorable thing on Earth?

I ran.

That's right I ran.

I know. 

I said I know.

I KNOW.

But I can;t help it,

I am scared of dogs. They scare me.

Well, all things with teeth or beaks scare me.

....... okay, i admit. Everything scares me....

Anyways, I love dogs, don't get me wrong.

I am just... well... scared of them.

And of course the dog ran after me; probably thinking I was playing with it.

Finally, I tripped over and fell flat on my face. When I turned around the dog pounced on me.

And me everywhere.

And what did I do?

I screamed like I was dying. Like I was being attacked. 

Yupp.

With the AAAAAHHHHS and HELP ME and EVERYTHING.

Was that the worst?

No.

Next I know someone is grabbing the dog off me, and laughing.

It was a deep low laugh, that made me get goosebumps all over.

If I thought I was dying when the dog pounced on me, I was wrong.

Compared to that, this was much worse.

.... 

YOU GUESSED IT!