Ram story

I like living on the farm, feeding animals and moving among them, until one fateful Sunday. Daddy had several members of his family out for lunch, including his brother Raymond and his children, i took one of Raymond's daughter, Karla, out into field where sheeps were grazing, i knew there is a mean ram that we had to avoid, but we tempt fate, A big mistake. when we were about a hundred yards away for the fence , the ram saw us and started to charge, we started to run for the fence, Karla was bigger and faster, and made it, i stumbled over a big rock, when i fall i could see i was not going to make fence before the ram got to me, so i retreate to a small tree a few feed away in the hope to keep away from him by running around the tree until help came, another big mistake. Soon he caught me and knocked my legs out from under me. Before i got up, he butted me in the head, then i was stunned and hurt and wouldn't get up, so he backs up, got a good head start, and rammed again as hard as he could, he did the same thing over and over and over again, alternating his targets between my head and my gut, Soon i was pouring blood and hurting like the devil, After what seemed an enternity, my uncle showed up, picked up a big rock, and threw it hardly, hitting the ram square between eyes. the ram just shook his head and walked off, apparently unfazed. I recovered, left with only a  scar on my forehead, which gradually grew into my sarlp, and  i learned that i can take hard hit, a lession that i would relearned in couple more times in my childhood and in life.

faze, Scar, scalp, fate.