Teen Read Week – Stories with Bite!
October 10th, 2008 Tagged Teen Read Week 2008
Celebrate Teen Read Week with us October 12 – 18, 2008. This year’s theme is “Books with Bite”! Do you have a story about a bite? Real or imagined, tell us about snake bites, dog bites, bug bites, shark bites, vampire bites - share them with us here and stop by for a prize after your response has been posted. Don’t forget to come by to check out our collection of books about things that bite!
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One day, my brother and his friends were trying to sell lemonade. They went up to another friends house and rang the doorbell. His friend opens the door and is trying to hold his dog back by the collar. The dog nips at his owner and so he lets the dog go. The dog starts lunging at him so my brother tries to run away. Half way acroos the front yard, my brother trips and starts to crawl. But it was too late. The dog had caught up with him and bit him three times. Finally, my brother crawled out of the electric fence boundries and so the dog stopped. My brother later had to go to the doctor.
One morning, a father decided to take his dauhter and her friend to an old abandoned railroad tunnel about 30 minutes away from their house. So, they packed themselves a picnic lunch and climbed into their dad’s truck. After a really boring ride, they arrived at the tunnel. The daughter looked into the dark, scary-looking tunnel and said, “Dad? I don’t think we should go in there… Something doesn’t feel right…” and the dad said, “What? are you scared or something? It’s just a tunnel, okay?” So they walked up to the tunnel and the daughter shivered. “Wow… It’s really dark in there…” The dad said, “Don’t worry, I have my flashlight.” And in a childish voice he added, ” Let’s all hold hands so we don’t get lost.” Then the daughter said, “DAD!!! I’m not three anymore, okay?” So they started to walk forward. The dad saw something moving, so he shined his flashlight in the direction of the thing that moved. He sighed when he saw that it was just a little bat, and not one of those big, scary, bloodthirsty, savage creatures like in the movies. So they continued walking. They got to a rusty old door, and it had a lock on it. The daughter was really scared now. The dad was also scared now, but he opened the door anyway. As the door hit the wall, there was a low growling sound, like a small earthquake. The daughter was now so scared that she and her friend were holding on to each other for dear life. “AAAAAHHH!!!” the girls screamed as the flashlight went out. They heard another scream and the girls noticed that the girl’s dad was missing. “Dad?” she called into the darkness before her. The only response was a very loud crunching sound. The two girls ran for their lives and saw the light at the end of the tunnel. It was blocked by a huge monster wombat about ten feet tall and had teeth so big that it would have no trouble at all eating a block of concrete. They tried to run, but they had nowhere to go. Then, it was all dark. The girls later woke up at the hospital with their dad looking at them. After they got out of the hospital, they told their story to anyone who was about to go into that tunnel. They will never forget that flesh-eating wombat.
The late afternoon of that Sunday evening had to be the most painfull moment of my life.
I was outside running around a huge fir tree in the front yard of our house in Colorado. My dog was at my heels enjoying every step of the path arond the tree with me. I began to bark like a dog ” arrf.. arrf”. I think that my dog thought that I was a threat because he began to nip at my ankles. I began to think that he was just playing around, but before I knew it I had a huge gash in my right ankle. The wound looked like lava flowing out of a volcano. “OOOOOwwwwww” I screamed.
My mom came running out to the rescue. She looked like an ambulance with her red shirt and jeans.
Later my dog was put in our basement and after that learned a lesson, which was to never bite John.
Dog Bite
It was a nice, sunny, warm day outside. I went over to my nice, old, and awesome neighbors house. We went to his nice, green, big backyard. I saw his white, black, and big Dalmation. I was playing with the white, black, and big Dalmation. He turned into a big, mean, and vicious dog. Then he bit my skinny, white, and handsome stomach. My nice, awesome, old neighbor pulled the dog away.
Once on a very dry and dull day, I was walking in the park. I didn’t notice that when I was climbing up a wall fastly, swiftly and carelessly that a spider was living on the top of it. Sitting carefully on the wall I had no idea that the evil and menacing spider was there. The evil, demonic and menacing spider was no other than a Black Widow. Feeling a sharp, jagged and ticklish tingle on my hand I looked down and saw nothing. That evil and deadly spider I could now see was on my sweaty arm. I let out a frightening, terrible, bloodcurdling yell. Luckily one of my nice, caring and concerned friends was there with me and called an ambulance.
When the ambulance got there I was screaming in horrible, backbreaking pain and on the cold ground. They somehow got me on the large ambulance and rushed me quickly, and efficiently to the hospital. They gave me many healing, powerful, and expensive medicines through an IV. I was incredibly, extremely and wonderfully lucky to have made it out alive.
Bitten
On one sunny, new, happy, clear day, I was on a hill. The hill was a giant, big, steep, tall hill. I was looking for cool rocks on the huge hill, but then I found a huge, rounded, slimy Python. After I saw that huge, rounded, slimy Python, I started running down the huge, steep hill. The giant, rounded, slimy Python was following me down the giant, steep hill. I accidentally, smoothly tripped on a big, grey pebble on my way down the giant hill. The giant, rounded, slimy Python wrapped around my smooth, silky body with its slimy body so fast that I did not even know he got me. The giant, rounded, slimy Python bit my wonderfully, oval-shaped, smooth, perfect head off and the giant, rounded, slimy Python lived happily ever after.
One gloomy day, I went to the crystal clear beach, to surf on my red surfboard. Once I got into the light blue water, I began paddling out to some enormous waves. When I stumbled upon a wave, I quickly leaped up onto my board, with my clammy feet suck on like glue. As the cold water crashed onto me, I felt something bumping my foot in the water. When I looked down, I saw a huge shark trying to bite off my foot! I started to kick the shark with my sore foot, but the shark grabbed onto my foot with his sharp teeth! I started paddling away as fast as I could away from the shark, but he kept coming very fast. But I finally got to shore, where my friend called for the life guard and the ambulance. So two days later, I was able to walk on my hurt foot. Then, a month later, I started surfing again on a new blue surfboard, and learned to stay away from the deep water.
On a nice,warm, sunny day I went to visit, with my parents, a family member in the Dominacan Republic. When all of a sudden I felt a painful and ichy pinch in my little seven year old hip. I was bitten by a tropical, infected, wierd looking mosquito. Since I was constantly scratching my little hip. The big mosquito bite got firey red, and full of water. I had to get surgery to remove the big, red, infected lump on my hip. After the painful surgery my poor little hip was numb. A few weeks after the sugery, I was okay but i had an ugly scare where the painful, regreting mosquito bite but been. It was painful but at least I was in my loving home in my nice, confortable bed.
One day my dog decided to bite me hard. My dog hurt me bad. I started bleeding severely. She bit me on my arm, it was red. I rushed to the bathroom and put some soap on my red arm. I put soap on there because my dog has vicious foaming rabies. Her rabies made her crazy and eventually they made me crazier than her. After awile she died because I ate her. She didnt taste as good as I thought she would have.
One cool, crisp, autumn evening I was walking down the dark, gravel road. I remember having my black, messed up headphones in my ear while listening to my favorite song on my iPod. All of a sudden I felt a small, faint tickle going up my leg while I watched the blue, clear, puffy sky. All of a sudden I felt a stinging, harsh pain right above my sensitive knee cap. I lifted my ragged, holy jeans up and there were huge fire ants EVERYWHERE! I quickly brushed them off and ran as fast as I could to get to the cool, crisp feeling of water at home. When I got home I went straight up the rough steps, through the long hallway, and into the small bathroom. I ran cool water all over my sore, red legs. After that, I put some soothing anti-itch cream on the fire ant bites.
One miserable hot day in Tallahassee, Florida, as i’m watching the sun gets hotter. I walked outside of mom friend’s house, looking at the steaming hot grass, with a mud pile right in the middle of it. At least that’s what I thought; actually I was wrong it was a deadly ant pile just waiting to attack. I told my intelligent self a billion times not to step into that flesh sucking creature hill. Well, here goes me not paying a bit of attention to the suffering dreadful pain that the ants are about to cause. Minutes later I felt a tingling feeling coming up my leg, I looked down, I scream Oh my gosh! I’m getting bitten by ants. Help! The only thing that came out of my mouth than I pass out! That was the end of it.
One bright sunny day I was at the Greenville park blue flower beds.
I was studying the ugly blue flowers for my stupid addiction of flowers.
While in the nasty flower bed a demonic black bird attacked a squirrel.
After the bird finished eating the bloody gory guts I went to help the poor squirrel.
I buried the bloody squirrel in discussing slimy sewage so I didn’t have to look at it.
After that I walked away but the mean sinister demonic bird came back.
I ran swiftly to the blue Toyota but it bit me with its zombie beak before I could open the door. As I lay on the ground, bloody and littered with water bottles, I thought about the weird life I had studying blue flowers and it came to me that I had a weird addiction.
Once upon a time I got bitten by a dog the dog was huge as a lion. The dog started chasing me when I was on my bike racing with my friends then we spilt up and the dog came after me. So I ran fast as I could. The dog was big and vicious. It sat on four legs and was fat. So I was running down the street fast as I could then I jumpped off my bike and hopped the fence. Then I started yelling for my life “help! Somebody help!”. Nobody came and the dog bit me and I was yelling loud.
My cousin, Libby, saw her grandmothers chiuahua outside in the road. Since she lived about 8 or 9 houses down she tried to pick up the dog to bring it back. Remember that the dog knew her, well it bit her or the lip and wouldn’t let go. It started shaking its head. When she finally got the dog off of her she was bleeding like CrAzY!!!!!! She ran home and had to go to the hospital and got 36 stitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Atrue story by: AlYcEeA
Dog Bite
“Laura, watch out for that big, creepy, black dog!”
So it was dark, damp, cold, and we were scared. The moon was shinning extremely bright, besides that, the only light sources we had were a flickering road light, and a dull flashlight.
Laura and I were on our nightly jog down this crocked, creepy, rock road. We ended up at a dead end, a weird, pitch black, enclosed, dead end. Randomly we heard this loud awkward growling.
Laura’s hands became clammy as she was shaking and her voice became crackly.
“Alexis, what is that?” she said nervously.
As the enormous, sharp teeth of the dog dug into Laura’s pale skin, she blacked out.