Learning To Love You More
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Assignment #11
Photograph a scar and write about it.

Aubrey Edwards
Austin, Texas USA

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My Nana, a very devout Greek Orthodox, had an arsenal of extremely vicious and aggressive chihuahuas. As a 3-year-old, according to my family, I had a very difficult time keeping my hands to myself, especially around animals. Whether they were uninviting stray dogs or cats with weeping sores, my parents had to constantly keep an eye on my wandering little paws. Despite specific and repeated warnings from my parents, I always trailed either the black pup Butch or the tan pup Malachai at each visit to my Nana's. It was only a matter of time before that bastard dog had enough of my soliciting. He lunged for my face, ripped open my lip, and left me crying with a bloody face, running to my father in my royal blue Roo sneakers. I was forced to have reconstructive plastic surgery, and luckily escaped with a minimal scar above my lip. Malachai died 3 years later.