by Lauren T
When I was with my beloved dog I was filled with happiness and joy. The dreaded day came when I was coming home from school in the car. I asked how Cassie was then the terrible truth came. Oh Cassie! Tears swelled up inside me. Where would she go? Then I saw myself crossing the most beautiful bridge with Cassie. I weeped but some remarked "it's only a stupid dog!" Stupid? I burn with anger. Cassie was not just any dog, she was my friend, my best friend. Then I ask myself "who will be there to love her?" And I remember, "of course, her mum Elsa will look after her". Then once and for all I say goodbye.