Game 3Game 3 Outline| Game 3 |
Game 3 Outline |
There is a table next to the metal table. It has a glass bottle full of musty water and a needle on a plastic tube. The human male scratches your belly for the last time. You saver every stroke of his hand, not knowing what will happen next. The human child comes closer, and closer, inching his way to you. The child stops right next to you, reaches down, and gives you a hug. You learned that trick awhile ago. You curl your paws around his backside. You feel tears roll down onto your fur, and you begin to cry for him. You lick his face, to clean off the sadness. It is time. The human male and the child leave. The vet lays your head down and strokes your fur. You feel the puncturing of the needle. The world begins to fade away, until you are filled with nothing but darkness. Then there is nothing. Author's note: I would just like to say that these past few pages that i have created, are all true. We did have a small dog that misteriously died (dingo) we did have a terrier named Opey that pushed my dog down.Pg2
Written by Spywolf
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