I sat there. The gate of my human's home prevented me from seeing what the world was. To see the many sights my forefathers must have seen in their lifetime. Although I'm just a dog who's been domestic my whole life, somehow I just know that there was so much more to our kind than this. We were never locked away from the world to serve as human entertainment. We were their companions.

"Dogs are so cute!" A little human girl looked at me as she walked by along with an older human boy.

"They're disgusting creatures." His voice was cold and disgusted.

"You're so mean..."the human girl whined.

Their voices faded as they walked further down the side walk. If only for one day, I would like to be a human, just to see how far their freedom takes them. I got up from my place beside the fence and walked over to my other place, where my humans always used to walk out and play with me.

I laid there remembering the good times. I did not know how long ago it was, but it seemed like so so long ago. When I was just a mere puppy. My ears reacted to a slight noise. A human child on the other side of the fence threw a rock at me. I ignored it. Stones won't do me much harm. Humans cannot do me much harm.

As I drifted off to sleep, I decided to take back that last statement.

I was a puppy again. This time though, I was a different breed. A past life perhaps? A man threw a glassed container of some sort at me. It reeked of something I've never encountered before. Instead of cowering back, I went foward to sniff the substance. That's when his huge hands scooped me off the ground.

"Damn it!" he shouted and shook me feriously. "I bought you to apologize to Amy. But she took the kids and went away!"

I wimppered as his hands squeezed me tighter. His breath reaked of the bottle he had thrown at me. This man was killing me, sqeezing the air out of me, but yet, at that time I couldn't bring myself to hate or fear him. I wanted to comfort him even though I didn't understand his noise. I understood his voice, his music. I felt his pain and saddness leave him slowly as my life slipped away.

I remember dying that night before my life really began. It was taken by a human just to satisfy his needs. I felt like I was useless until I remembered that I was of some use to another living being. That must be something worth dying for right? Even though the living being was not of my kind or even in relation to me in any way at all.

I remember yet another life. One where I was no more fortunate than the last. I was forced to live in cages. Humans would grab an animal from cage to cage, and those who were taken would come back ill, or never come back. They must have died. I remember when I was finally taken. I urinated all over the place.

Long thin tubes peirced my skin and I felt like they injected something horrible into me. A virus spread through out my body and one by one, my organs failed me. They tried injecting me with other substances. What was their purpose this time? Was it just for the fun of using their unusual killing weapons? This time I truely felt useless and weak. Was that all my life amounted to? Being killed mercilessly, was all I could remember of my past lives.

That was truely a shame. I know that there isnt only pain, but also pleasure to living along side these humans. I just haven't got the happiness in my grasp yet.

I was shaken awake by my human. He had a strong smelling stick in his mouth. Smoke lifted off its end and ashes fell onto my paw.

"C'mon boy. We gonna earn ourself some money. You gonna win this fight." he patted my shoulder and encouraged me to get up.

I got up and my tail was in a wagging frenzy. Although I didnt know what was coming, I couldn't help but be happy that I was still remembered. I was lead to the back of the house. My tongue hung to the side of my mouth.

"Nice pit bull, Nate." A man holding another dog by a leash told my human. I tilt my head trying to understand.

The other dog snarled at me viciously. It made me flinch, but I went foward right away. My human put his hand on me and I stopped.

"Yea, thanks. Your german shepard is pretty sick too."

I knew what was coming now. I've done this a couple times, just not so close to home. Some how, I felt more aggressive. To my surprise, I began to snarl too. I was usually calmer. I even began snapping.

After getting everything set up, they set us loose, or rather, they set him loose. I was never tied. The other charged at me first. His eyes burned into mine, but I did not cower. He was a little bigger than me, but I wasn't scared with my human and home close by.

I barked ferociously as he neared me and I could see him heasitate. I took that time to strike I took hold of his throat and held him down. I pawed his neck and pulled his flesh from his throat. I was sorry I did, it as I always was. I was sorry that we could not get along, that his human taught him to fight me. I was sorry my human allowed me to fight. But if I didn't take him down first, he would take me down.

He managed to pull away from me with his blood pouring all over the place and made an attempt to walk to me. He tried to say something, but the injury I gave him prevented him from fullfilling the task. The other dog finally collapsed and was dead.

Then, an familliar ringing hit my ears as though, they were right next to me. I usually only heard these ringing from afar.I turned to see humans holding some kind of weapons in their hands. They were pointing the weapons to my human, and then everything went in slow motion.

Their hands took a hold of my human, and I charged. I realized, that this life was the one that I was happiest. My human was more than a human to me. He was my companion who kept me alive all this time. He left me but always came back.

"Ahh!" all the men holding strange weapons screamed as I stood my ground in front of them.

'Get away from him!' I shouted. I remembered the boy earlier who had sounded disgusted in my presence. Then, when I continued to yell at them, it was no longer for my human, it was for my kind, and any who have been abused.

'Disgusting huh?' I screamed. 'So didgusting, that I was willing to kill off other dogs that my human wanted me to. I am so disgusting, because I allowed humans to use me as they pleased. I allowed them to take my life as thought it is such a light thing to take. It don't weigh much does it? We are disgusting because we dont understand you, and you don't understand us!'

"Hey!" the closest man with a weapon came up to me with his hand out.

'Dont touch me!' I shouted and jumped at him to hold his hand down. 'Not anymore!'

"He's gonna bite you!" another said. I still couldn't understand these humans.

I did not even get to hold his hand down before I heard a loud bang. The pain and pressure in my side pushed me down. I hit the floor and pain wracked my body. I didn't have much strength left.

"Please, peace..." I could barely hear myself as everything dissapeared into darkness along with my life once again.

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A/N: This is a short story inspired by the many pitbulls in my neighborhood and around the world who are misunderstood, and also by something one of my classmates said about dogs. "They are disgusting creatures." -.- Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it and got some kind of good message from it. :) Remember to comment, vote, and if you haven't already, follow!