5 March 2013
The sky was dim when I knew something was awfully wrong, my dog was howling almost to match the wind. I thought it was is instinct. Or was the correct answer pain? The next day to my luck of still being alive I walked down stairs. But only for pain to hit me as I learned my dog zeal died. I ran horrified to my patents room in tears. I told them what happened, all fell quiet. It event seemed that the cars that normally storm past our house furiously seemed to stop a minute. Then there was a awful camosion about what to do! We resized it was finished all of a sudden. We were down to one dog and a cat. It was then over. My heart sank eating all my dignity. If there was only a way,
True Story
To Lose A Life • Opuss № I