It's just like any other night of strolling on our street with my friend. Everything was normal, cats are sleeping, dogs are sleeping, well only a few does because two or three dogs are often seen in the streets chasing each other. These are amusing but the only thing that is really amusing is the cult of cats in our school's front gate parking lot. I can just rarely see this but the only thing they do in there is go to the garbage can, sleep on top of it and hiss at each other. All is good until I heard a screeching noise of a car. A car on a dead stop because of a dog sleeping on the middle of the road. That scene immediately made be back off for it made me remember one of the most depressing moment - the death of my puppy.
~~FLASHBACK~~
It has been three days since I got my second puppy as a gift from my father. I haven't yet given it a name since I want to give it a name tomorrow as I haven't thought about one. The dog is very energetic and stubborn. It loves to chase cats every night and won't return until I caught it. I am just walking the small dog until it rained. The dog must've saw a cat so it ran towards the road where there is a speeding car. I accidentally slipped and also released the dog's leash which was the worst mistake I did in my life. Then the speeding car accidentally ran over my dog twice with its two wheels, killing it. The driver didn't care about my now dead dog and it went away. My eyes teared up as the rain got heavier and heavier that I have to go home so I took the corpse, went home and told my parents about it. Now every time I remember about that time, I often cry and pray.
~~FLASHBACK END~~
I immediately got home just in time for dinner. After dinner I slept, just thinking about the sorrowful day. It must've got me hard as I forgot to do my homework and woke up late. I rushed to school and thought about the words inside my head,
"Rest in peace, Daniel, rest in peace"
T: I actually got depressed while doing this chapter because of my dead dog. The only thing I did to stop it is to watch a bunch of cancerous videos. Anyways as always cya! :D
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Surviving 6th Grade
RandomThis is a story of my journey in the 6th grade, from the first day up to the last day of school, trying to survive every single, painful day in there.
