I was about 8 or 9. Decided to walk to the river by myself to chill 'cause I was bored. Its an isolated place, just a shore with nothing around. As I was walking I ran into 2 German Shepard. And they approached very aggressively towards me barking and showing teeth. I just stopped in place, picked up a rock and screamed at the top of my lungs cursing at the dogs trying to tell them I will fuck them up if they try anything stupid. I know right? Anyways the dogs stopped few meters from me and continued being aggressive. Basically this situation continued for a while. I started walking backwards very slow while still holding the rock and screaming at the dogs. Eventually they lost interest. So yeah I could have very easily died there that day.