FINAL DRAFT

We had gone away with our friends to West Virginia for the weekend to go camping and we got back home and my parents informed me that our dog ran away. Well he was in the back yard and was let loose off of his chain by malicious neighbors because he wouldn’t stop barking... They had NO right to touch my dog. I was petrified, nervous, irate, gloomy, angry anything but joyful!! The pain I felt was indescribable, like a family member died. In the days following I had little to no hope of seeing him again. We saw on the road two deceased Labradors. I was terrified. With every passing thing I thought it was him… I just waited and hoped, prayed for him to come back at all. Because he has a history of getting ran over…he has been hit by a truck once, the day my grandmother died. And he jumped out of my other grandma’s window and got hit by a car. It is amazing that he still exists. I was worried sick and filled to the brim with emotions... waiting was the worst most agonizing thing I had to do...Just wait. I never want to feel that again. By some miracle the SPCA had picked him up, and he was there safe the whole time! But the sight of deceased dogs on the road. And him being gone and me not knowing where or if he’s safe…that is a kind of pain words can’t describe. The two days I spent miserable, waiting, wondering if he is alive? That is the one of the most horrible experiences I have ever encountered in my life! So I just wish that anyone with missing pets would get as much help as possible I know the pain they are going through. The thought of never seeing your pet again…never knowing if they are safe…wondering where they are… if they are in pain, hungry, thirsty, tired, running for their lives? When I saw him again I didn’t want to let go. He was so excited to see me, He was so happy I thought his tail would fall off. I was overcome with joy when I saw him alive and well. It was an amazing experience. I just hope that he never leaves me again.

DRAFT 2

We had gone away with our friends to West Virginia for the weekend to go camping and we got back home and my parents informed me that our dog ran away. Well he was in the back yard and was let loose off his chain by malicious neighbors because he wouldn’t stop barking... They had NO right to touch my dog. I was petrified, nervous, irate, gloomy, angry anything but joyful!! The pain I felt was indescribable, like a family member died. In the days following I had little to no hope of seeing him again. We saw on the road two dead Labradors. I was terrified. With every passing thing I thought it was him… I just waited and hoped, prayed for him to come back alive. Because he has a history of getting ran over…he has been hit by a truck once, the day my grandmother died. And he jumped out of my other grandma’s window and got hit by a car. It is amazing that he is still living. ...I don’t know what I would do without him. I was worried sick and filled to the brim with emotions... waiting was the worst most agonizing thing I had to do...Just wait… and wait...Etc. I never want to feel that again. By some miracle the SPCA had picked him up and he was there safe the whole time! But the sight of deceased dogs on the road. And him being gone and me not knowing where or if he’s safe…that is a kind of pain words can’t describe. The two days I spent miserable, waiting, wondering if he is alive? That is the one of the most horrible experiences I have ever encountered in my life! So I just wish that anyone with missing pets would get as much help as possible I know the pain they are going through. The thought of never seeing your pet again…never knowing if they are safe…wondering where they are… if they are in pain, hungry, thirsty, tired, running for their lives? When I saw him again I didn’t want to let go. He was so excited to see me, as was I to him! He was so happy I thought his tail would fall off. I was overcome with joy when I saw him alive and well. It was an amazing experience. I just hope that he never leaves me again.