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It was 15 minutes till midnight, I saw the dead dog  on the lawn with an old rusty shovel through it. I was guessing it had gon through the dog because it was standing up. I walked onto the lawn and sat down beside the dog, I pulled the shovel out and picked it with my hands. Blood was leaking from the slit where the shovel was. The dog is Elliot, he is Gary's dog, I like dogs. You always now what they mean, they also only have 4 feelings. I did like Elliot too, I wondered who killed him. I heard the door open......

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