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"Ruff Day"

Do you have regrets in your life? Regrets so big you would do everything in your power to take back the entire situation? I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that's how I felt right about now.
It all started earlier today. I was playing a simple game of poker with a couple friends, gathered around a table. My friend James was the champion, 3 games in a row now. None of us had any idea how he was so good. We made the joke that luck was on his side. But I wanted to do something to slip up his game. I was planning on cheating the game. And after several turns, I was successful in stealing his crown. Of course he accused me of cheating. But what did he have to go by? He wasn't watching my hands the entire time, there's no evidence he could hold against me.
Things began to get pretty heated in the argument between us and he took me outside to have a further talk with me. It confused me at the time. What was wrong with staying inside and having it out? It was the heat of the moment and I was just going with whatever he had to throw at me. The other friends paid no mind to what we were doing outside, they instead must've opted to watch television.
When he took me outside he asked why I'd decided to cheat. I again refused to acknowledge that it had even happened. He then informed me he used magic to make sure he fairly won every game. It didn't sound very fair to me, that made me chuckle. He didn't take to kindly to my laughter and in turn asked me one final time, why I had cheated. I continued denying it. He surprised me when he pulled out what looked like a tree branch from his back pocket. He waved it around in front of me, mumbling some gibberish.
Before I could even comprehend what was happening, I noticed the world around me become bigger and bigger. Was I shrinking? When he finished waving his magic wand, he leaned down to pat the top of my head. "If you're going to lie like a dog, you will become one." Had the guy seriously turned me into a dog? I had to be dreaming right?
I ran to my house on all fours, trying to avoid traffic and any other roadblocks on my way home. I stopped outside me front door when I realized there was no way for me to get inside. I paced back and forth on my front porch, trying to devise a way to get inside. I never left any windows open, so that was out of the question. Then it hit me, my son always had his window open, claiming it was too hot in his room.
I sprinted as fast as I could over to his window and called to him as loudly as I could. Unfortunately all that would come out was dog barks. It didn't matter, as long as I got my son's attention. I saw his sprinting to his window. Somehow I had completely forgotten he had recently put in an air conditioner. And he was unaware of how easily the ac unit would tumble from the window. When I saw the thing begin to wobble, I knew I was in trouble. His voice was the last thing I heard before it tumbled from the window, crushing me.

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