Sitting with my dog waiting patiently signing all the papers and documents. 3 days left till my mom gets home worrying what's wrong with my dog? What am I going to do to help my dog or my mother or whoever? Is it a life-or-death situation for me? The vet comes in cause my name Luna says you're ready for your appointment. I scream in my head. What am I going to say to him? I say I think my dogs in my murderer. He Chuckles with excitement and laughter. I yell I'm not joking he could be really a murderer I'm scared. He says I can give the dog a regular checkup and we'll see if anything's wrong. After the check-up he says nothing's wrong your dogs perfectly healthy congrats on a healthy dog. I look at him with happiness I give him a hug and and he says that's weird please don't but congrats on a healthy dog. We drive home and my dog starts acting weird. He turns red again I see the doctors two fingers in the dog's mouth. I scream and scream and scream! I'm scared am I going to Die in this car this car. I stare and blankness for a minute.
