A Normal 6th Grader
One of my worst experiences from when I was real little is that I went outside down toward my pond. I turned the corner there he was the worst dog in the world, JOKER! When I saw him the first thing I did was turn around run (probably wasn’t such a good idea to run) I got right about up to the driveway, then I was on my stomach. I was yelling, “ GRANDPA ” , he didn’t hear me I looked at my leg, and there he was his teeth in my leg. Just then Grandpa saw that Joker bit me he scared Joker away and told Tina to get rid of him.