Sorry guys for not posting earlier. On Monday night as I was walking as part of my exercise routine I was attacked by a pitbull. I was walking down a hill I passed a house, out of the corner of my eye I saw a dog charging at me. In a split second the dog lunged, broke away from his chains and bit me in the groin area. I immediately recognized it as a pitbull. For some reason, a very lucky one indeed although he bit me he wasn't able to clamp down his jaws. The pitbull then started trying to bite down on my leg. I was screaming and jumping up and down trying to prevent my leg from being bitten. The owner came out and hit the pitbull, which shocked the dog and allowed him to grab his collar and me to run away.
When I got home my underwear and shorts were full of blood. I washed the area and went to the hospital. In general I was extremely lucky. Had the pitbull been able to clamp down, had he bitten me a couple of inches to the left, or had the owner not been right there, the story would be a completely different one.
My parent were a godsend. They drove me to the hospital, stayed with me and took care of me as only parents can. Needless to say I'm recuperating, both physically and emotionally.
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