It seemed to be something out of a Harry Potter film. I was about 5 miles into my run. Not to mention I'm fortunate to live near wooded area. The weather was unlike this posted picture, but a presence of what I thought was a friendly beast.
It was dusk. As I glanced at the crescent moon. All at once, without notice, something jumped at me. It was a picture as published here. Dark shadows and a growl. A split second and a chance to be a part of history, the wrong way. My hands were up as quick as you can say "ashurbudee". Experts would say distortion was dusk, unevenness of the sunlight or poor stunt timing?
It happened anyways. As time had planed it. I over pronated and was bitten on the ear. I thought it was a deer or a happy dog. On contrary, I celebrate the days that I had. It seemed it was over. With no warning, only three inch teeth with a growl at a time measured in my mind as the speed of sound. I was overpowered and flipped like an Olympian ice skater. Blood gushed out like paradise island water. So true in color as my new red aisics.
Then a beautiful young Chinese women in a tank top sat me up and asked me what was my quest. It was then I woke up from this nightmare. Wow. What a dream. I hope that doesn't happen again.
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