by Chelsea Clark / Chelsea

On September 16, 1994 when I was two years old my parents brought home a white dog with brown spots home for me as a friend and companion. I thought he would never leave, but one day on April 18, 2005 I lost that friend and companion. We were both twelve years old. I found out when my mom picked me up from school. I thought my world was going to end right then and there. I had no reason
for living any more.

 

Your sister,
Chelsea Clark