Ralph Roque Year 11
Urban Myth
"The Choking Doberman"
Rewritten by: Ralph Roque
It was a bright sunny Sunday afternoon in an American suburb, a woman named Melissa Auburn was going home after buying the groceries. She was a single Caucasian woman in her mid-twenties. She was walking home from a nearby grocery store, with no sign of a single worry in her mind; even receiving adoring and friendly greetings as text messages on her mobile phone. As she came to her doorstep, everything was peaceful in her part of the neighbourhood. With Birds chirping and the wind blowing, all was going perfect and the day had no room for worries until she heard her pet Doberman, Fufu, which what sounds like choking.
As she dropped her grocers in the kitchen counter, she exits to the back yard to assist her ailing dog, Fufu. She tried everything an unwitting pet lover will do, from rubbing the dog's back to performing the Heimlich Manoeuvre to the dog. All was lost until she decides to take her dog to the vet. By car, she rushed to the nearest veterinarian clinic with her dog in the passenger's seat.
While on the way to the vet's clinic, she realized that, as she exited from kitchen to the backyard to approach her dog, the back door was open. She didn't care since her dog was an even more important matter than an opened back door, besides, the crime rate in her area were extremely low and security was always tight.
As she approached the vet with her dog, Doctor Sullivan, who was the vet on duty, advised Melissa to calm down since this is just a minor disturbance in the dog's esophagus. Doctor Sullivan was a man in his late twenties who was dedicated to his job and passionate among animals. Even though a minor case, he could not pinpoint exactly the cause of the dog's dilemma. Doctor Sullivan now decided to examine the dog even further by checking the dog in the clinic's sick bay. He advised Melissa to go home and wait for further notices on ...
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As she approached the vet with her dog, Doctor Sullivan, who was the vet on duty, advised Melissa to calm down since this is just a minor disturbance in the dog's esophagus. Doctor Sullivan was a man in his late twenties who was dedicated to his job and passionate among animals. Even though a minor case, he could not pinpoint exactly the cause of the dog's dilemma. Doctor Sullivan now decided to examine the dog even further by checking the dog in the clinic's sick bay. He advised Melissa to go home and wait for further notices on the next day. "Can you give me your contact details, ma'm? In case if something comes up." Doctor Sullivan said as procedure to any of the clinic's clients. She signed the form given to her by Doctor Sullivan and left.
As she left the clinic's customer car park, Doctor Sullivan noticed that he still have an hour and a half left before his shift ends. As his dedication for his job and animals takes place, Doctor Sullivan decided to examine Melissa's Doberman to make his available time productive. As he approached the dog, the dog finally coughed out something, which fell down to the floor. As he took a closer look, the dog coughed another one out; this time hitting his face. As now alerted, it was a human finger that hit him. He was shocked for a bit but managed to control it. The dog suddenly wagged his tail as a sign of relief. With the dog being better, it was clear that the fingers were the cause of the choking. While examining the severed human fingers, he noticed there were something tattooed on it. They were prison tattoos. He knows that he has to act fast before something bad happens. He immediately calls the cops for his findings.
Meanwhile, Melissa, who was unaware of the potential dangers, unworriedly drives home to take a rest. Since her dog was in professional hands, she worried of nothing. As she drove into her car to her garage, she went inside her house and noticed blood drippings along side the stairs. She suddenly felt scared. Then, her mobile phone rang which surprised her. It was Doctor Sullivan. He was telling Melissa to never enter her house because of emergency matters and the cops are on their way. Suddenly, police sirens screamed and tires screech from the outside. She left the house to question the police. The leading police officer said there was a death row prisoner who escaped maximum security. Since the vet's description matched the prisoner's, they decided to check her premises for suspicion of the prisoner's whereabouts.
The police units barged in Melissa's house. One unit inspected the ground floor, the other of the upper floor. Each officer yelled "CLEAR!" until on the police radio an officer said "Hold on! We got something!" Suddenly, screams were heard from the inside of the house to the outside. Melissa was really nervous with the commotion as her neighbours too squeezed in the area. After half an hour, the police came out with the prisoner. The prisoner was Caucasian and had a shaved head with a swastika tattooed on his head, probably in his early thirties. She noticed that his two fingers on his left hand was missing and was bleeding very badly. The prisoner then cursed at Melissa since she was the only civilian inside the cordoned area; "I'll get back at you!!" he said angrily, "And at your dog!!" he added. The prisoner was then taken to custody by the police.
On the next day, Doctor Sullivan personally came to Melissa's house to return her healthy dog, Fufu, and to explain everything that had happened in the previous night.
They shared the story together in warm cup of coffee in the living room. They laughed and they bonded, alongside Fufu which Doctor Sullivan depicted as the real hero in this story and put an end in this conflict. Suddenly, they felt an attraction between each other just by looking at each other's eyes. After that day, they started dating for a while. Sadly, Doctor Sullivan was wrong. The story was not yet over.
After a couple of months or so, Melissa came home after a stressful work day. She turned on the television and gone outside for a breath of fresh air. Suddenly, she heard something move in the bushes. Then, she heard her dog, Fufu, barking. Suddenly, out of her peripheral hearing, she heard on the television inside that a convict has escaped once again. As she looked by the back door to see the television, the picture of the convict was shown in the news. It was him. He is back.