Scar disappears after 20 years

Originally aired on Sentinel Radio

When I was about 14 years old, I hopped over a barbedwire fence to cross through a pasture. I had begun to walk a little way when, all of a sudden, I had a feeling that I wasn't alone.

I turned and saw a bull pacing. Then he charged at me. I ran back to the barbed-wire fence and scrambled back over it, but one of the barbs caught the back of my hand and tore a deep, long gash into it.

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