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Ash

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"I'm home!" I called out from the living room, setting my bag at the front door. I don't even know why I still did that. My mom was a full time surgeon and my dad was a Marine. It's not like anyone else was there with me anymore. Except, of course...

That big black ball of fur we called a dog came running through the hallway, skidding over and jumping all over me. "Alright, alright Scottie, enough!" I laughed, nudging him off of me. He was a huge and strong dog, a Pitbull to be exact, but he always acted like he's still the size of a tennis ball. It sometimes surprised me that he could've straight up murdered me if he wanted, but instead decided to be my best and only friend.

I'm starting off on the wrong tangent aren't I? My bad, I get sidetracked easily. My name's Ash, I was 12 at the time and, like I said, my parents were never home. They were always busy, and all the while my only companion was our family dog Scottie. Everyone kept asking me why I never threw house parties since I was alone all the time and my parents were fairly wealthy. I may be a reckless child, but I still have morals. Besides, I'd be cleaning up the mess by myself.

Anyway, I say I was 12, but that's only because that's when my life fell apart. The problem I have is where to begin with this.

It was around the summer time, mid June or July. It was blazing hot, but I couldn't keep Scottie in all day, so I had him run around the backyard. Our fence stretched to the front of the house next to the street, but I had no worries of him jumping over and getting hit by a car or something. It was the neighborhood kids I worried about.

My neighborhood wasn't the safest place to begin with, but with a bunch of 8 year olds that have no sense of humanity running around doing whatever they wanted, it was a million times worse. Their parents didn't even try to look out for them, so they end up doing some crazy shit. But this time was where they crossed a thin white line.

Scottie was running about, and I stayed outside to make sure he didn't overheat. He would probably start scratching at the door anyways, but I still wanted to look out for him. We had an awning outside, so I tried to stay under the shade of it as much as I could, but when he ran to the front of the house, I had to follow him.

The kids were riding up and down the block on their scooters when they stopped in front of my house. Scottie abruptly stopped running and turned to look at them, making me stop as well. They laughed among themselves for a while before one of them stuck their hand through the fence, waving it about. The other kids were making clicking noises, trying to call him over. I grabbed Scottie by his collar and tried to keep him away, but he was stronger and ran up to the kids. The one with his hand through the mesh then proceeded to slap Scottie's snout as the others laughed about it. I ran over and continuously called the dog's name, trying to drag his attention away from them. The kid kept slapping him until Scottie finally opened his mouth as they brought their hand down again and bit into the kid's flesh.

It definitely wasn't as hard a bite as he could've made, but of course it made the little shit start bawling his eyes out. The group ran off without another word and I rushed Scottie inside the house.

Not even 10 minutes later I hear a knock on the door. Scottie was laying down on his dog bed and I advised him to stay put, though he intently stared at the front entrance. And who else could it be other than the kid's mother, standing there with her hand on her hips like she was the ruler of the world. I've had to talk to her a few times before, and she is the full on definition of a Karen. I didn't even know her first name, but I could bet you 100 bucks that's what it was. Anyway, I knew exactly what this was about, and I knew exactly what she was gonna say, so I didn't even bother listening. Obviously the kid cried to his anti-vax mom about the big doggie biting his hand for "no reason". God I hated this place.