When I was in 2nd grade, my family moved closer to our school. One day, my mom, brothers, and I were walking home together. As we rounded the corner to our street, there was a lion that came out of nowhere, and started running straight toward me! Okay, it wasn’t really a lion, but one of those dogs that look like a lion- orange with a mane around its face. My eight-year-old self saw a lion that was trying to attack me, and I took off running as fast as my little legs could carry me all the way home….