Would I ever see my dog again?
Originally appeared online in the teen column: Your Healings - January 20, 2017
It was summertime, and my best friend was over. We were both really hungry, so we asked my mom if she would drive us to get food. On the way, I felt a sort of worry pass through me. I started to think about my dog, Kiah, because I wondered if she was OK. Once, Kiah had somehow escaped from the backyard. The neighbors had found her down the street and brought her home, but now I was concerned she might have escaped again. I asked my mom if Kiah was in the backyard. My mom assured me that she was, so I let go of the worry.
When we arrived home with our food, my friend and I thought we’d go into the living room to eat and watch TV. But first I wanted to bring Kiah into the house. When I went out into the back, she was gone. I started to freak out. I ran into the house and told my mom and my friend. We all went outside and called her name, but there was no sign of her.
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