Saturday, April 8th

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So I guess my adult humans aren't so good after all.

Hi.
My name is Lilac.
I LOVE my girl, Sabrina.
I want to tell you my story.

On Saturday, April 8th we arrived at my human's campground. My girl, Sabrina was crying and yelling at her father,"DON'T DO IT DAD. DON'T DO IT." Just as she finished crying her father scooped me up and put me in the trunk of his car.

It was dark. I hated it in his car. He always was full of hate when he was around me, I could sense it. When I opened my eyes, darkness and hatred surrounded me like a storm cloud. After a few minutes I realized that the car was moving, and faster than I could run. At the exit of the camp I remember it was a gravel road, and we were on it. From there it was a bunch of roads and signs and other stuff nobody will remember.

Since I am a dog I love peanut butter. The humans know I love peanut butter. That's how they brought me to the father. Then the father brought me to the car. Then the car brought me to where I am now.

          I also have no idea where I am so I tried pacing around, but every turn he took I fell down. Then, I started crying. He did not like that. He opened the trunk and put a speaker in the back of his car with me. I covered my ears and went to sleep.

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