It wasn't me who started it....

I've always thought that I have been having bad days these months until I finally found a whole-life career. However, misfortune faithfully continues following me.

Tonight, we visited our aunt living in Kaohsiung County. Before entering the gate of my aunt's place, I've noticed some big black dogs walking around. In my aunt's house, we had a great time talking with each other. Later, when our uncle walked us out to our car, the dogs were still there. Afraid of dogs, I walked behind my elder brother. Suddenly, two of the dogs barked at each other. One was standing in front of me, and the other was behind me. Just when I noticed these two might start fighting, they fought and bit each other violently just around my right leg. I could sense two forces coming toward me from both front and behind. All of a sudden, I felt the pain on my leg.

Wearing jeans, I was still hurt. The dog bit me through the thick jeans. Though shocked, I still needed to walk to my aunt's place and bathe the wound. I could see the bruises and wound on my leg. Trembling with fear, I was still thinking about the time when the two dogs started fighting. "It wasn't me who started. They just fought and I was 'between' them." I told my father. But when I told my story to my friends, they all thought it ridiculous and suggested me visit the temple and worship to the god more often. It really wasn't my day, was it?


22:30 July 2, 2006