A Big, Bad, Dog

By: Brenda

Mystery

A dog sat breathing hard above

me. His sweet breath caressed
my cheek slowly bringing me to my senses. What had happened?
I could not remember. All I knew was the sharp pain that
throbbed in my leg.I looked at my leg. It was oozing blood into a puddle on the floor of the classroom.
Why was a dog guarding me? I could not imagine. Then I remembered, I was taking my cat for a walk when a very big, bad dog chased us into the high school.

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City: Scottsburg
State or Province: IN
Country: USA
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