puppy

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Drops of rain shot from the skies, slamming the grown as though enemy missiles. Puddles formed quickly and streams of dirt poured onto the streets. Auburn leaves drifted by, turning and submerging in the sooty like rapids. The neighborhood transformed into a giant lake; random isles of refuge overflowed with kids drenched by the first autumn rain. The trees took on the role of giant umbrellas, offering protection from the season's wrath. One by one everyone ran towards their houses across the puddles, splashing water, erupting with high pitched screams of joy and sadness.

I was the only one left hiding under the tree. I stayed there as long as I could; until the moment when the cauldron, my playground, started to overflow with water and I had to take my chances and run. Ducking under the covers of the overhangs of the roofs on the buildings I hurried towards my front door. The door into my apartment building was within reach, when I heard a soft moan. Turning around several times I failed to see anything but the gray buildings, gray asphalt, and the gray sky. Getting ready for another sprint and taking a deep breath while scouting the path ahead of me, I spotted a tiny ball of hair that seemed

After several hours of mourning I decided to go to the kitchen and get a drink of water, and check up on the little guy. The scene that I saw in the kitchen has single-handedly changed all of the perceptions I previously held about my father.

"Whose puppy is this?", I called him over, when I noticed the dirty rag and a drenched cardboard box on the steps of one of the buildings. "What kind of a person would leave him out!?", looking around and not seeing anyone I knelt down and kept on calling the pooch over. Cautiously he smelled my hands, sticking his tiny black nose into my palms and standing up on his hind legs. I didn't know what to do, I wanted to take him home, but I knew my dad hated dogs. The previous year I asked for a puppy, in return I received an hour lecture about the hundreds of reasons why I couldn't have one. I let go and proceeded to walk, the dog followed me. I started to run faster and faster, and still, he kept up; I was about to open my door and there he was.

That week had been full of unexpected surprises. In the midst of packing, my mom's back went out and she became bed ridden for a month. Carrying the puppy I slowly opened the squeaky door and peeked my head inside of the living room; my mom was laying on the sofa while my dad was packing boxes. The pooch barked and the attention of the room was centered on me. Suddenly I didn't feel comfortable, it felt hot, even though I was soaking wet, I was out of breath despite the fact that I was wearing a v-neck T-shirt.

My parents spent a great deal of time explaining to me why it wasn't the right time to get a dog; the fact that we were about to move to

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