There's this really big, huge dog, like bulldog, and, um... Yeah, it went up to me, and it was angry. It's an angry one that was dangerous. I was like, oh shit, am I gonna die? It tried to **** me. And I was just like, bye, have a great time. Like, I literally sprinted to go climb onto something so that it wouldn't **** me. Um... Moral of the story, don't go to a dog park by yourself with no dog.

So basically we was walking from pre-k and I was holding my mom's hand and we were crossing the street, right? So She was walking a little bit like weird and then we both fell on the freaking road and a truck was about to hit us But the truck stopped just in time. I could have died at fucking five years old. I Could have died there, but it was a good thing that the truck stopped, but I got this really um, really bad