My three-year-old daughter was mauled by a vicious dog and died at the hospital. I went to the dog's owner for answers. He turned, pointed to a simmering pot on his stove, and said, "A life for a life. The dog is dead. What more do you want?" A week later, that same dog owner was kneeling at my door, begging for my forgiveness. "Just tell me," he pleaded. "How much money? I'll pay anything." 1 Just last week, the weather was perfect. I took my daughter, Lily, to the park to collect leaves. She was wearing a little yellow polka-dot outfit, a tiny mushroom squatting in the grass. "Mommy, look! This one is shaped like a heart." She turned and held up her little hand to show me, then carefully placed the leaf in her small basket. I was taking photos from different angles, editing a caption for Instagram. That's when the dog, a massive pit bull, lunged at her. I... froze. My mind went completely blank. By the time I snapped out of it, a crowd had gathered. The police were there. An ambulance was coming. My little mushroom was covered in red flowers. Lily was sobbing. "Mommy, it hurts..." 2 Lily had two deep lacerations on her face, one on her eyebrow and one on her cheek. Half of her nose was gone. Her lip was torn open. Her arms and legs were covered in bites. I was luckier. Two deep tears in my right arm, the rest were scratches. "Your arm wound is deep, it needs stitches," the doctor said. "Keep it dry. Be careful." After the rabies shot, he began cleaning my wounds. I just clenched my jaw and endured the pain, silent. Tears just kept falling, hot and heavy. I couldn't imagine the pain my daughter was in. 3 Lily was unconscious. The doctors said she wasn't out of the woods. The police found the dog owner, "Mitch." They wanted us to try and mediate. But he didn't apologize, didn't offer compensation, and never came to the hospital. The police said they couldn't force him to do anything yet and suggested I pursue a civil lawsuit. I went to his house myself. His voice was louder than mine. "Why didn't it bite anyone else? It only bit your kid?" "Your brat must have provoked my dog." "You can't watch your own kid, and you're blaming me?" He turned and pointed to a stew pot on his stove. "A life for a life. The dog is dead now, aren't you satisfied?!" "You want me to die too, is that it?" "I haven't asked you to pay for my dog!" 4 I posted the story of Lily's attack online, hoping the authorities would intervene and get her justice. But the trending topics were all celebrity gossip. Starlet A grew her hair out for a movie! So dedicated! Starlet B's drunken scandal! Starlet C and D have the same phone charm! My video got no traction. [Sister, you're doing it wrong. Your title isn't clickbaity. The cover photo doesn't grab anyone.] A stranger DMed me. I thought for a long time. I redid the cover photo with a selfie of my own scratched face. I changed the title from a statement to a question. Sure enough, the views climbed. And the comments poured in. Most were sympathetic and angry. But then came the weird ones. [My dog is a sweetheart, he would never bite.] [Who cares? Some people are terrified of dogs.] [All big dogs should be banned!] [Why ban them? Not all dogs attack.] [Right, dogs are so cute. They don't bite without a reason.] [It was probably the bratty kid who started it. Kids are terrible these days. I saw two kids throwing rocks at a dog last week. They deserve to be bitten.] [Yeah, too many kids aren't disciplined.] Every hot topic brings out the weirdos, people who love to preach their own morality. Today's internet is always so "righteous."
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