"Jane! Look who I brought home!" My father stuck his head out from behind the door, flashing a big smile. My heart skipped a beat as I mouthed, "Adog?" Nodding, my father pushed the door open, revealing a large German Shepherd. I grasped my hands tightly over my mouth and failed to hold back a sharp scream. Rushing back into my room, I locked the door and covered the gap between it and the floor with tape. I had had a strong fear and great hate of dogs ever since I was bitten by one badly on the face, leaving a huge and deep scar (伤疤). I decided to stay in my room until the dog had gone for a walk with my father.
After what seemed like ages, I heard the door open and shut. "Finally! I can get out of here," I thought. Out of great joy, I threw open the door and punched (用拳猛击) the air. At that moment, I felt something wet touching my foot. To my shock, it was the dog! I stood there, scared and shocked as if my feet were rooted to the ground. When I regained my calmness, I shouted loudly, "Ahhh! It is the dog! Help! He wants to bite me! Get him away from me!"
My father was standing at the door, folding his arms and laughing quietly. "He is not going to eat you! Jane, don't be so scared. Go on! Touch him!" he said. Attempting to show my unwillingness, I failed to do so due to my constant and uncontrollable shaking. Instead, I shouted loudly, "Never! I will never touch that dirty thing! Go away!" I picked up a tennis ball on the table and aimed at the dog but missed, causing the ball to roll across the living room.
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The dog barked excitedly before running across the room to fetch the ball and bring it back to me. The following day, gathering my courage, I decided to follow my father when he took the dog out for a walk. |
