Personal Narrative: How My Dog Changed My Life

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I wasn’t supposed to be born. My mother had three miscarriages before she had me. I was her last hope at having a son, the one thing that my father wanted more than anything. I am the only one left to carry on the Parker Family name. Yet I hardly made it to the age of 16 alive. I can imagine almost dying while being in the womb, how it must of felt. Having a life line giving you oxygen and nutrients, and feeling it slowly tie itself in a knot. With every movement causing the knot to constrict more. While the deprivation of oxygen sets in, felling the heart rate rise higher and higher. Yet at this age you don’t even know what a heart rate is... Yeah, I can imagine how it could feel being me, almost dead before I was alive. I guess it makes sense that I would live my life doing things that would risk my life from that day …show more content…

I have almost died 5 times since and it has been only 16 years, each incident in a different year. In those 5 times I have been to the hospital once, that’s the one that left the gnarliest scar, I’ll talk about that one after. First I’ll tell the story about how my dog saved my life. I was about 7; it was back when we went out to dinners at “fancy places” as I used to call them. We would be dressed up from head to toe. Once we were back home from the “fancy place” my dad would always make himself a ham sandwich and my mom would get mad at him like always did. While they were having their routine debacle I decided this one time to hide from my mom and jump out to scare her, like she commonly did to me, it was always funny. While looking for the perfect place to hide I stubbed my toe on my parent’s storage bench, and just like that I knew where I was going to hide. I propped open the storage bench, only to see

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