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September 2017

by: 
Joseph, Teen Contributor

When I woke up I felt energized, but then I remembered the state of the predicament I was in. I first had to start by checking my injury; my paw looked like it was scabbing over so I left it alone. I decided to make a plan for getting home and I also needed a plan for finding food and shelter. At last I was on my way to home in California. “I hope I still have one”, I thought. As I was walking, my stomach started to rumble. I thought to myself, “I am hungry, I need food, and that sausage did not fill me up”. I set out for more food. As I was walking along I started to hear a river, and as I followed the sound I was thinking I wanted fish for breakfast. When I came to the “river”, which was actually a small stream, I was disappointed. “At least it’s fresh water”, I said in a starving voice. I took a couple sips of water and when I was done drinking the water I saw some wild blueberries across the stream. I was crossing the stream and felt something swim across my paw.  When I looked down there was nothing there, but I saw the shiny scales of a fish coming toward me. I had an urge to pounce, so I did. I snatched the fish up in my paw and bit down. I carried it to the shore of the stream and ate every bit of the fish except the bones. I also added a few dozen of berries.  I was full then, so I kept on walking.

I had come to the outskirts of a city, the sign said that the name of the city is Jamestown.  As it started to get dark, I told myself, “I need more food.”  I went to a neighborhood to beg for food at one house and was given some stale cheese puffs.  I was still hungry, so I went to another house and had a broom thrown at me, then finally I was given a meat and cheese sandwich.  I was full after that so I went to go hunt for a place to sleep.  I found a house with a deck and a hole in the side of the house that led into the crawl space.  I went in and found that it was very warm in there.  I fell asleep quickly.  As I slept, I was dreaming that I was playing with my family.  We were all playing Frisbee.  I was about to catch one when I heard a car start.  I woke up when the owners of the house left.  I started to ask myself what time it was. “How would I know?  I have at least the sun to look at ...I guess.”  I saw that the sun was all the way up so I guessed it was about 11:30 - 1:30.  I was disappointed to see that half of the day was wasted by sleeping.

I ran to the other side of the city and saw a gas station to rest at.  I overheard some people talking.  One man said “I am going to Denver all the way with no stops but for gas.” The other person said, “I am going to Las Vegas.” The first guy said, “Cool!”  I decided to go with one of them.  I chose to go to Denver because he had a truck, while the other person only had a SUV.  As he started his truck I hopped in the bed of it.  I was happy that no one saw me jump into it.  We got on to the highway and I felt like I was home in our family car.  I fell instantly asleep to the hum of the engine and the little bumps in the road.  I was jerked awake when we stopped moving, he cut the engine, and slammed truck door.  I looked up to see the truck driver had found me and covered me up with a blanket.  When he saw I was awake he patted me on the head.  He was so kind that he gave me some tuna with cheese on the side.  He started to speak, “I had a dog just like you once, and he was a golden lab.  He was my life, my friend, I miss him.  So that is why I am trying to take care of you little doggie.”  While he was getting gas he said, “One more stop and we will be in Denver.”  I said “Yeah!”, but in his mind I only barked happily. He pet me very softly and I jumped out to use the restroom. When I got back in, his truck was full of gas and we sped off so fast we left a cloud of dust.  When we finally got to Denver, he stopped at a Holiday Inn. Then he said this is our last stop, I barked a goodbye, and left.

Image Credit: Ryan McKay on Flickr

 

by: 
Corey, Teen Contributor

Corey took this picture at his high school. The flowers were a gift for the graduating class of 2017.