The Day

How could I go on in my life after such a tragedy? How will I be able to live? How could something so bad happen to me? Max died.

He was always fun to be around, like a best friend to me; a small, four legged friend. He was my dog, always there when I needed a friend. From the day I was born until the day I die, I will always love him.

My dad took him to the vet but he never came back. They put him to sleep and lied that he died. How could they take away my best friend?

I was only seven but he was an old dog. But he lives in my heart until this day. I miss him and tears fill y eyes just thinking about him.