jennifer4

The Loss Of My Baby Boy

All of this started when I went to work with my Stepmom and Sister. Their name’s are Martha and Katie. My stepmom yelled at me and my sister to go clean the horse pens. We walked over to the pens and started to clean but my sister started petting the horse. My sister stated, Jen, hurry up you lazy bum. I just kind of gave her the stupid look and yelled back, I am the one working, all your doing is petting the horse

The next thing I knew I was spun around and slapped in the face which dropped me to the ground. I looked up and saw my stepmom pointing to the work shop. Go clean your self up she yelled as she pulled my arm to get me up faster. At first I didn’t know what she meant, then I noticed my nose was hurting so I put my hand on it and looked at my hand and it was covered in blood. I ran to the bathroom to stop the blood; because I cant stand to see blood. When I was all done I walked out of the bathroom only to see my stepmom standing there holding a box with holes in the top. The first thing she said to me, before she handed me the box was, Hey I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hit you that hard. Here this is your dads birthday gift.

I took the box, walked to the house where we were working and went inside and closed the door. I set the box down and started to open it. When I opened it I looked down inside and I saw a little puppy looking back at me. AWW, was all I could say. I picked up the puppy and feed, watered, and played with him until I got home. When we got home my dad was sitting in his chair watching TV. My stepmom handed the puppy to my dad who just said Mituck and put him on the floor to play, so Mituck was his name. When Mituck say a dog food bag with a puppy face on it he started to get really crazy.

Later we had to throw the bag away and Mituck got really sad so we got another bag just for him. He played with it for about two more days. When it was time for bed I asked my dad if Mituck could sleep with me. He said, sure go ahead. My stepmom didn’t like that answer and started yelling saying No! Ignoring her I picked up the little puppy and went to my room to play with him. My sister was yelling at me, I want to play with him now! I said No! and stuck my tongue out at her. She left the room very angry at me. I turned the light off then said good night to Mituck and went to sleep.

I woke up to my stepmom yelling. I looked around for the puppy but I didn’t see him, I panicked and ran to where my stepmom was. When I got there, I looked down and saw the puppy playing with a dog food bag. I laughed. When I looked up to see what my stepmom was yelling at; I commented I should have known. She was yelling at the game she was playing. I was relieved . She wasn’t mad at the puppy and then I went and cleaned up last nights puppy messes.
I loved playing with the puppy everyday. My dad suggested I train him so day in and day out I would play games with him while training him. It only took eight months and he could do everything: sit, stay and lay down and many more. The thing he was best at was finding people. All I had to do was say the name of the person or animal I wanted him to find and he would show me where they were.

One day Mituck got sick, he wouldn’t eat or drink for about three days. I was so scared but eventually he got all better. My stepmom’s dog also got sick but her dog died so she got mad and jealous and made me move to my Grandma’s. I took Mituck with me. We had so much fun up at Grandmas. One day my stepmom called me and told me to come down to her house, she wanted to show me something. I told my Grandma that I was going. She said, Be careful honey. Repeating it more then once.

I took Mituck to my stepmoms house sinceI feared my stepmom might hit me again and Mituck would protect me by biting her again. When I got down to my stepmoms house I noticed my stepmom pointing a gun at something in my direction. BANG! was all I heard, it was so loud I closed my eyes and covered my ears. When I opened my eyes I saw her smiling. I looked down to see Mituck on his side bleeding. I fell to my knees and put my hands over the wound trying to stop the blood but I was not succeeding. I ripped my shirt sleeve off and applied it to the wound. Within five seconds the cloth was soaked with blood. I looked up because I noticed my stepmom walking toward me with the gun. She pointed it at Mitucks head. I started screaming Go away, what the hell is wrong with you! I kept screaming, she said This is all your fault Jen, I told you that you shouldn’t have happiness in your life and if you do bad things like this will happen! Then she shot him in the head and turned and walked into her house.

I heard my Grandma yelling, What’s goi…What the heck happened… Jen are you alright! I just continued to sit with him in my arms hoping and praying he would be okay even though I already knew he was gone.

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there is a guy and he got something for his wife and his son. then he wanted some icecream so he went down to get icecream. then some crazy stuff started happing. “NO!” the woman shrieked. “No MORE! No MORE! Dear GOD, no MORE!” (( cell, stephen king, 21 ))

a blog is a place to put your ideas and or talk to people you know. on myspace and many other internet pages. i am okay with computers i really like to play to find more about then i fix some computers before. the thing i love to do with computers is play on a site called gaiaonline.com with my boy friend and type with my friends. wirte about how you feel. i really do not like to write anything but when i feel like it i love to write about how i feel. the kids can get hurt from the other people that are playing on the internet. the internet is very dangerous for many people even adults. they tell you you cant go on some of the internet sites and they sometimes watch you untell they know you wont do it. i think ill have fun with it because i really like to type so i am okay with it.

the book i choose is about (( so far )) is about a guy with out a cell phone and get got a small treasure for his son and his wife. next people started going crazy and attacking other person and or animal (( mostly dogs )). the title of the book would be ”cell.” the authors name is Stephen king.
there are many resons why i have picked this book. one of the main resons is that we didnt have much time to really look ofr a book i think i would like to read so i just grabed the first one i saw. the other reson that made me pick this book up was its color and how the front of the book looks. then i read the back of the book and i liked how it sounded. so i asked my bf who read Stephen king books before. i asked if he was a good writer so i know i didnt get a dumb book but he said that he was a good writer. that was the other reson for me taking the book and reading it.