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Wish's Diary

by Ainsley Allen

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This book is dedicated to my dog.
Welcome To My Life
Dear diary,

Hi! I'm Wish, a golden brown Miniature Goldendoodle female pup in Wyoming. It’s a pretty humid state. Not much can be found here. A few forests, maybe some towns, and that's pretty much it. My owners are ok. They feed me and play with me every once and awhile, but they also put me out back a lot. Like when they go to this thing called school, they put me outside with no food or water and then leave me there ‘til the sky turns black and the only light is the one in the sky. It's round and big and then there are millions of them, but tinier. It is so beautiful to look at them, and every night I make a wish that one day I will have a real family. 

Dear diary, 

Today was the worst day of my life. My owners broke the news: we were going to go on a trip to the groomer so that I could get this thing called a face trim. As they told me that, their faces filled with joy. They must really hate me to be smiling like that
As soon as we got in the car, I could hear them snickering about something. It was kinda suspicious, but I thought that it was normal. We drove for a really long time. I didn’t remember the groomer being this far away. 
Soon we stopped in a place where there were trees covering every inch of land. As my owners opened the door, a rush of wet grass, pine needles, and the smell of coming rain filled my nose. As I leaped out of the car, my owners started walking away holding long silver like stick thing and my water and food bowl. I decided to follow them, besides what harm would it do? I was wrong.
 The Worst Day Of My Life
Dear diary, 

Today was the worst day of my life. My owners broke the news: we were going to go on a trip to the groomer so that I could get this thing called a face trim. As they told me that, their faces filled with joy. They must really hate me to be smiling like that
As soon as we got in the car, I could hear them snickering about something. It was kinda suspicious, but I thought that it was normal. We drove for a really long time. I didn’t remember the groomer being this far away. 
Soon we stopped in a place where there were trees covering every inch of land. As my owners opened the door, a rush of wet grass, pine needles, and the smell of coming rain filled my nose. As I leaped out of the car, my owners started walking away holding long silver like stick thing and my water and food bowl. I decided to follow them, besides what harm would it do? I was wrong.
After we had gotten a few feet away from the car, my owners started hammering the long silver like stick thing into the ground and pouring water and food in my bowls. After they finished, they grabbed my leash and put it on the silver like thing. They told me to sit and stay, so I did. But then they got back in the car and drove away. 
What were they doing? I waited for a long time, but they never came back. Soon little drops of water were coming down hard. I started to whine and my wine turned into crying. Was I a bad dog? 

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