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I didn't make that story I heard it it was way longer and I just made it into a shorter versionbut basically it's about a dog's point of view and how his owner starts doing bad stuff to himself and how he assumed I'd and how that broke the dog's heart this is a message 2 knot two drugs.the dog was in a shelter when this family came and got him for their little boy the boy was nice and good but once he turns 16 that's when he started doing cigarettes or as the dog calls them Stickshe does not know what they're about but he knows that they are bad and then the boy starts taking pills then he goes off to college they find out he can't stop snorting some weird stuff the dog says he comes home to get out in the middle of the night he's snorts some more and then he sadly passes away. It wasn't only painful for the dog but all of his family the family and not telling anyone why he died they had a funeral and said he had a sickness when it was from drugs and yes this is a true story
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