The first embarrassing experience was when I was in middle school. One day my father and I went to my brother's house, went out in the morning and got on the bus. There were not many people in the car, but there were no seats, so I stood in the middle of the car. Suddenly I heard a dog barking, but I looked around and didn't find a dog. I thought I heard wrong. Then I listened to it several times in a row. I felt the sound coming from the man standing next to me, so I glanced at him sideways. A normal man, in his twenties, looked puzzled. Later, he barked a few times. It was the barking of a dog, which scared me. I wondered if this man had rabies, which scared me to run to the front of the carriage. At this time, someone just got off the bus and got a seat. I quickly asked my father to sit down. I asked my dad if he heard the dog barking, but my dad said no. I really wanted to get off at that time. I'm afraid that man will hear me say that his dog barked and hit me. I always thought rabies was a mental illness.