~Alphadog Family~

chapter 5

Once they finally got off me and I caught my breath back I said "im going to unpack" and went off to ny room. I loved my room, my bedroom at home is tiny so I can't really do anything cool with it , but at blairs I can do anything. It feels girly but older in a way , but its perfect for me.

I unpacked all of my clothes and looed around to see if anyone was watching. No.

I pulled out a little rag dog from my bag. It was dirty and worn but it still meant the world to me. Dad brought it for my 3rd birthday , and died soonly a month later. Every time I cuddled it it made me feel like dad was here with me. It was top of the range when I was 3, blue felt and black button eyes. But year after year of me taking it in the bath, and dropping him in puddles and making him go ice skating on mud, he isn't in the best condition.

I felt a cold drop down my cheek. And then another one. And another. And after a while I was crying my eyes out, not making a sound.