A chihuahua type dog hit by a car, half its head caved in but still conscious and screaming. I ran home to my Dad, who took a bat and put the dog out of its misery. I was maybe 10. Happened about 3 houses away from my house, when I was on my home from school.
I did not understand at the time why my Dad did that, but looking back, I can see the d...... reply
the looks from people. i just come to a conclusion that they're glaring
and that's just what gives me anxiety. also i get anxious coming up to a room full of people because that's where they'll start looking at you. reply
