STORY OF MY LIFE

An event that happened in my life, was just last week on Friday after school. I was called by my dad to go help him take a few things to a person in Nipomo. Me,not thinking much of it since we had done this before, agreed to go and so we went. When we arrived, I got off the car as usual, and when I turned around after closing the door, I notice two big dogs with red looking eyes just looking at me. I slowly open the car door again and get it, mind you I was frightened, and I decide to call my dad since he had left with to knock on the front door. After a while, I was assured by the dog owner that his dogs wouldn't attack me and that I'll be alright. I get convinced, and get off my dad's car again and help to unload the car. Out of the corner I can see one of the dogs getting close and I didn't see the owner around so I panicked. Around the corner I can see my dad making his way back up to the car and I make a run to safety, which is to hide behind my dad ( I know it sounds silly ). I strongly REGRET making that choice. Just as I am about to make it to where my dad was at, I felt the front paws of the dog on my back and I fall to the ground. The dog continues to bark and was about to bite my leg when I get covered by my dad and the owner comes out to scold his dog. Moral of the story, DON'T RUN AWAY FROM DOGS, YOU WILL BE ATTACKED.