I am one of the many dogs that humans use for fighting. I am a PitBull. They call me Fire paws because of how quick I am. This is the story of my last battle.

Pain. That is basically my life. I've been beaten and starved my whole life. Everyday, being tossed in am arena, expected to win, otherwise, I'm out of here. Today, was just another one of those days.

A Rottweiler to my left. A pitbull to my right. Both with fear woven into their eyes. They knew I could crush them. I knew they could crush me. None of us wanted to be here. Our masters force us to, and if we fail, no food for a long time. "Firepaw. You are going down." The Rottweiler said. He could barely choke it out. I backed to the corner, and he lunged at me, claws tearing into my side. My gray and white fur began to stain red with blood, but I didn't give up. I had to make my master happy. I HAD to. I sank my teeth into the Rottweiler's leg. I didn't want to hurt anyone, but I would get beaten terribly, along with no food for the next few days if I didn't win. I had scars all over my body, as many other fighting dogs had. The PitBull yanked on my ear. He ripped it off, leaving only a bloody stump in it's place. I clawed at both of them, then knocked down the Rottweiler. I sank my teeth into his neck, but before. He left, I whispered "You'll finally be happy." I felt the heat from his body fade as he left this place. The crowd cheered and men removed his body from the arena. The other PitBull slammed me into a Wall, but I got back up and nipped at his shoulder. I rammed into the wall agian, and couldn't move. For the longest time I thought he was going to finish me. Then I realized she had been pulled away. This time, I was taken out of the arena too. my master held a metal bat, and I realized what was going to happen. The man hit me repeated times, breaking bones. Hs hit me in the head for the last whack, as my world faded into darkness.

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so many dogs have been forced to fight for their lives, and so many have been slaughtered for no reason. They have been starved, and are hardly ever get rescued. The ones that do are usually put down, even though they are still sweeter than pie, despite everything people have done to them. #Nomoreanimalabuse