I'll Miss You, My Angel

Bruno

I was watching TV when my mom had told me that we might be getting a dog. I had been so excited but since I already owned a dog, he was my sisters'. When we got him, he was just a little puppy. He was playful and happy. A little shy at first but he was happy with us, I could tell. When we went home, he ran around the yard and we supervised him. We should've supervised him on April 29, 2017. He wouldn't eat and we were taking him back in. I was walking him and I was barefoot. When I walked, I stepped on a rock. Bad timing. I let go of the leash and he ran off to catch a cat. My sister and I heard a car coming and all we did was stand there. We were too slow. He ran out into the road and was hit. We heard him whimper. My sister ran off and I ran for him. As soon as the car that ran him over was parked, I ran out into the road. Starting to comfort him, I knew then and there he wasn't going to make it. He was crying in pain. "It's okay, Bruno, you're going to be okay" I told him. But it was too late. He was already gone. I was in shock. My dad ran outside and ran to Bruno. Knowing he was dead, my dad picked up Bruno and carried him to the porch. I called my mom and she answered. I burst out into tears. "Bruno is dead..." I told her. She started comforting me over the phone. When she got home, I ran up to her and kept crying in her arms. My sister was already out and crying too. The truck was gone and I couldn't believe that Bruno was gone too. We cried for at least an hour before we calmed down. When we stopped, I went inside. I couldn't take looking at his body. He was such a sweet dog. He didn't deserve to die. I'll miss my sweet little angel. Goodbye Bruno...