When I was little, I found an abandoned dog near my house. He was such an old fat dog but I found him really cute so I brought him home. My dog and I played together each day. One stormy day when I went to his bed, he wasn’t there. I couldn’t find him at all. I sighed and took a look out the window. Then I saw him fighting with another dog, I ran out to rescue him, but when I arrived he was dead. I got mad and I punched the other dog in his face as hard I could, now he is dead too. I fell on my knees and I cried.
Bobby Warner
23/3/2018 04:58:42 pm
A wonderful slice of life tale of a youngster, his/her dog, and sadness. Loved it. Comments are closed.
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