My Interesting Life
Getting Jumped and Losing Dogs
The next day, me and Mark went to a swimming pool. My brothers went, but just ended up sitting down for a minute to check something. "No." The boys looked at us. Mark was tugging my leg. Then he yanked me in. "Mark!" He lUghed and swam away. The boys had to leave, so me and Mark were alone. When we walked home, Mark got jumped and I had a rope to my throat. Mark gave them our money and they left. Mark walked me to my house. "You sure?" He asked as Louis answered the door. "Yes, I kean you JUST got jumped." Louis looked at him. "im fine, guys." Louis held up his hands. "Daddy's night." I grabbed Delgado, and Mark took her home. I went inside. I told Louis the whole story, and was forbidden from going out at night. "I'm almost 18!" I whispered under my breath.
Pitt came running to me. I let him out to go to the bathroom. About a minute later, I called him. But he didn't come, nor was he anywhere to be seen. I walked outside. "Pitt!" No dog. "PITT!" Still no dog. I started to cry. "Pitt!" My voice cracked. "You lose your dog, Tomlinson?" Nathan asked. I nodded. He came down. "Pitt!" He knew his nMe and his yell was louder. Maybe Pitt would hear him. "Piiitt!" He didn't come running. "He'll be home again." Nathan went home.
I didn't care. I wandered over to Mrs. Trinkleburry's. "No hun. No Chihuahua was in my yard. I'll keep a lookout for ine with a bullet hole in it's ear." "Thanks." I left. Back in my yard.
"Pitt!" I wandered the dark streets. A stray Chihuahua ran by. No bullethole. I cried. "Why did you run off?" Louis asked. "I-I ca-can't find Pi-Pitt!" I cried. "Is that him?" I turned.
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Is it him?
