bite
my dog bites. when he is overwhelmed with emotion and no one heeds his warnings, he bites. when he is in pain and becomes irritated, he bites. they say he is a bad dog. when he bit someone really bad, i watched my mom cry because she was scared that we would have to put him down. i cried too. i was scared too. it's not his fault that he bites. he does not know what else to do. he bit me once. when things go bad, i think he can tell. in an unspoken language, we can understand each other. he is my best friend. my canine teeth didn't grow in properly. i didn't bite. instead, i screamed, kicked, and scratched. when i am overwhelmed with sadness or frustration and no one cares, i lose it. when i am stressed and become irritated, i lose it. they say i am angry. when i was on a plane with my dad, i got mad and scratched his finger. i drew blood. barely any, but i felt horrible. so, i bit my knuckles to try to get myself to bleed, too. my dad told me to stop and said he was okay. ...