my dog died
my dog died 2 months ago my beloved best friend she would have turned 14 on January 28th. my family got her when I was 4. she has the most beautiful smile her name is Baya I hate it when people used past tense to talk about her because to me, she is still here her death is just an unforgettable nightmare my family knee it was coming on Wednesday she stopped eating, that's when she knew Baya is not a small dog by any means She is an English Yellow Lab, the longer hair kind her ears were so soft Thursday was the worst. my mom and dad had to go to work and me, my brother and my little sister had to go to school I couldn't think about school though I couldn't eat either, grief filled my stomach on Thursday night my mom told me in a hushed, whimpering voice "We made her appointment for tomorrow" before she said anything I knew I could tell my the look in her eyes Friday we had her put down my brother and I rode with her in the back of the truck all the way there. I cry every night I miss her so much I wish my best friend was still here.
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