Fred
Herbert and Fred
It was a long time ago, I used to have a dog named Fred. My dog meant everything to me, it was just my dog and nobody else's . Well this story I'm about to tell will change your life forever. It happened when I was about five, it was on a Christmas night I let my dog go outside to use the bathroom, while I opened my presents. It was like thirty minutes later when I heard a gun shot from outside. When we went to go see, my dog laid on the grass hopeless. We called the cops and I couldn't stop crying. So when the cops arrived, I was still in tears but they made me feel better in less than a minute. They brought me a new dog that looked exactly like my old one so it was like Fred was still there. I still think about this horrible moment but there's nothing that I could do now.