Me and my brother went inside and sat down. We talked about how Abbi was always there for us and helped us get through tuff times. But Abbi wasn't there to help us through that tuff time. That night I slept with my dad and Parker slept with my mom because they were both crying and neither of them should be alone when their favorite dog just died. Especially sense it was a big shock because she was only 6 years old and had 6 more ahead of her if it wasn't for the truck. And it wasn't Abbi's fault that she only had one eye and the truck was coming from the right. She only had her left eye, so how could she of seen it coming. That night I'm pretty sure we all cried ourself asleep and woke up multiple times all night. By the morning we were all tired because we didn't sleep good at all. We were just lucky it wasn't a school night and that it was summer break so we had time to get over it. Because if we didn't have that time, we would probably start crying in the middle of class.
