by Melissa Vanacore
I am only 12 years old, but i had some pretty sad times in those 12 years. The most sadist thing that ever happened to me was when my beloved german shpeared Rocky died. it was a hot summer day when i was doing my homework at the table when i saw Rocky panting and breathing very fastly. i screamed to my parents that rocky was sick. first we put a fan by him to cool him off. when we saw that it wosen't helping we went to go bring him to the vet. before we loaded rocking in the car i heard my parents talking. they were saying on how that were planning on putting rocky to sleep. when i heard that i jumped up and screamed " no you can't do that" and i started crying a flood of tears. when we were driveing to the vet i looked down at rocky who's head was on my lap. then very strangly i looked into his big brown eyes, and it looked like he was saying "melissa please let me go" and " i have to go melissa" i knew rocky was sick and was going to die but iu diden't want to beleve it. i put my head down on hid back and started crying. when we arrived at the vet. my parents carried rocky onto the table and the doctor said 'he's gone" the doctor also said that he must have died on the way to the vet. then i thought to myself iam just happy that he diden't die alone he died with me, his owner, his best friend. from this day on i still think of that time in the car when he looked at me like that. and i also have to ammit that there is a missing piece in my heart and iam sure it will never go away. but there is one thing i can count on. when it is my day to go to heavens door, i will be greeted by my best friend and we could be together forver once again