by elizabeth rhodes
im still a chiled at heart im onley thirteen and last year when my best buddy left me it was hard he was always there for me when i got mad and his favorite thing to do was to play catch i remember times when we would sit out on our deck on the second storie and through the ball for him for hours untill it was dark and he would still wan to keep going and he wouldnt come back untill he found the ball and he would make you through that thing for hours and hours and he also loved to figure out new ways to get out and chase those stupid cars infact i always called him houdienies pet cuz he could get out of anything and i miss him so and i want to through that ball for him one more time and give him another rub on the belly and say good bye and i jus hope he is happy where ever he is and that once i leave this earthley world that i will be abel to through the ball for him for ever and talk to him again and hold him and never have to let go it has been a year since i have been able to do that but i know if i wait paitentley my turn will come to me