long but worth reading
1,2,3 FIGHT!" the person shouts. I'm fighting a black male dog that looks my age. Immediately I bite the other dogs' hind leg until I feel bone. I slam against him and pin him down. I'm about to make the final blow and snap the dog's neck my opponent kicks my stomach and sends me flying backwords. My name is Kimp and I'm a fighting dog. I'm only 6 months old. This is my first dog fight and if I don't win my owner will set me on fire like he did to my mother. I need to win!
Dazed the dog bites my neck. I feel blood welling in the wound. I jump up and here my owner shouting at me to kill this dog. I snarl at the dog and bite his neck then before he can move I bite his head as hard as I could. The dog collapses. I look at the limp body sadly. My owner rushes in. I jump backwords and put my tail between my legs, scared that I did something wrong and he's going to kill me but instead he attaches me to a leash and walks me to the chairs where a lot of other people were sitting.
"Good dog" his owner says in a mocking tone. a couple of minutes later I'm back in the fighting arena. This time I'm fighting a female black and white dog with lots of scars. I know I won't win.
"Please don't kill me! I can't die like this!" Kimp whimpers.
"I can't kill a puppy! I'm not that mean!" She said.
"I don't want to fight you but my owner will kill me if I don't win!" I say
"1,2,3 fight!" the person yells. I nip her foot lightly. she doesn't move. I nip her a little harder. She looks at me and whispers
"I won't fight back kill me you deserve to live." she says.
"Thank you so much but I won't fight anyone anymore." I say. After a little bit of standing there my owner comes in the ring and hits me as hard as he could. He drags me out side and throws me in a cage. When the car stops I know what is about to happen. My owner grabs me by my neck and pulls me to a fite pit. the pours some gasoline on me and throws a mach on me. I catch fire and soon I die.
STOP PIT BULL FIGHTING