I don’t really remember that well. It was a VERY dark night. My mom wasn’t home. My dad recived a phone call from our neighbor Dave. He said our dog got hit by a car. My dad ran outside
to get him. Later my sister and I went out to see him when my mom got home. We kept him in the garage. A couple days later I got home from my daycare and got out of the car into the garage and found him not there. I went to my dad and he said he was dead. He was like a friend to me.
I miss you Bullet.
Michelle
Love,
| Bullet |
| Michelle |