Tell me about the scariest thing that has happened to you?

In this world, terrible things always happen. Those things may make us remember all our lives, or make us afraid, or make us afraid to recall. The most terrible thing I have ever encountered is being bitten by a dog, and I was bitten badly.

It was the summer vacation of my sophomore year, and my friends invited me to their home for dinner. In fact, I have been to their house many times and I don't feel so shy. When I got to her house, I found that I was not the only one. Her uncle's family is here, and there is a dog.

Although I was not shy at first, I have never met her uncle's family. So it's hard to avoid being a little stiff. She has always been by my side to take care of me, take care of my feelings, and be afraid that I will be bored. We play in her room, and there are many children.

At that time, in order to make the atmosphere more active and let us not be bored, we played games and hide-and-seek games. My friend's house is very big. They live on the edge of the city, not in the city. They build their own houses, so there is a lot of room for us to play hide and seek.

Although I was a big boy at that time, I joined their game like a child who didn't grow up. I'm not with my friends. I ran upstairs and hid. I was really excited. Maybe I was too excited to notice a dog biting me.

All I know is that there was a sudden pain under my calf, and I didn't react at the moment when I was bitten by a dog. I felt as if my leg had been hit by a big stick, and I didn't feel anything at that time. But after ten seconds, my leg ached like a tear.

I made a tearing sound, I shouted loudly, and my tears flowed out. My friend and her family heard my cry and ran to see what had happened. I was very surprised to see them when they turned their eyes to my legs.

Tears blurred my vision, and I heard my friend on the phone. In a short time, I was sent to the hospital by them, looking at my wound, looking at the place where the dog bit me, and even seeing the fat particles inside. The doctor was treating my wound, and I cried and asked the doctor if my wound needed sewing.

The doctor told me that I couldn't sew because I was bitten by a dog. If I sew a needle, it will be very difficult and it will be more serious. My friend has been apologizing around me, saying that I shouldn't be left alone. Actually, it's nobody's fault. Blame the dog. Without doing anything, he bit me for no reason.

I was vaccinated against rabies in the hospital and stayed in the hospital for a week. Now my wound has healed long ago, but I left a terrible bite mark on my leg. Maybe I was bitten by a dog once, which kept me away from dogs for the next few years.