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Prologue:
My name is Nikkie Dane. I'm crazy about dogs! My parents say I can't have one now but that I only have 7 years left until I'm 18!!! (Yes, I'm 11 years old) I think it's SO unfair. Well, anyways when I get a dog (in 7 years!!) I want to show it! My dream is to win the Eukanuba Championship one day. I don't know what dog I'd get, I guess it doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's healthy. Well, that's about me.
Chapter 1:
Today I ran some errands, went shopping, ya know? Anyways, my mom stopped at a pet shop just to look. She emphasized the word look which reminded me of how much better life would be with a dog. Anyways, we went to look and I saw the cutest pups ever! They all barked and yipped desperately for me to play with them as I walked by. Well, all of them except for one little pug puppy. He(I knew it was a he because a label on his cage said male pug) had his back to me and when he saw me he turned around and ran up to the side of the cage. Unlike the other really wild dogs, he didn't jump up and down barking non-stop. Instead he tilted his head and let out a soft whine and gave me the saddest eyes.
Take me home, he seemed to say to me. That really got me. It felt like he captured my heart and locked it in that cage with him. Then, it had to be then, my mom said we had to go home. I had just saw the little guy. I wanted to stay with him longer.
"We have to go," my mom repeated, so I stroked the pug's fur and left.
Chapter 2:
I was sad to leave the pug but I knew there was nothing I could do. Somehow, though, I couldn't stop thinking about how he looked like he needed me. We needed each other. Or maybe it was different, maybe I was just being selfish. Maybe I just needed him.
I got home and went on the computer. I looked around and noone was around me watching the computer screen so I searched the net about pugs. I learned they were usually calm, social dogs. They were playful, but not in the extreme hyper way. I read more about them and the longer I read, the more i seem to love them. After I researched pugs I went to the pet shop's website. It talked about the store but I was only looking to see if they showed the puppy I saw. Right as a page was loading my mom and dad called my name. I jumped but they weren't behind me. I quickly closed the window on the computer screen and went to my parents.
Chapter 3:
"What?" I asked when I got to them upstairs.
"I heard you stopped and looked at the pet shop," my dad asked. He emphasized look-just like my mom!
"Yeah..." I replied trying to figure what was going on.
"Which animal was your favorite?" Dad asked again.
I glanced at my mom, then at my dad. "A cute little pug puppy because it wasn't too hyper. I mean, it was playful, but not over the top. And I also thought he was adorable."
"That's cool," my dad replied, but I could tell he had his mind on something else. But What? I looked over at the clock. 9:00. I didn't feel like staying up any later. I just wanted to go to bed.
"I'm gonna go to bed," I said slowly. This was the first time I've really said that at 9:00! For some reason, I felt like there was no use staying up. I went to my room and climbed into the top of my bunk bed (the bottom just has my desk and other stuff).
"I'm gonna go to the market! Be back later!" My dad called. I drifted off to sleep easily, thinking about why my dad questioned me so much.
Chapter 4:
The next morning seemed typical. I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast. My dad was actually awake! My dad's usually always still sleeping in the morning. First he questions me, now he's awake when he's usually snoring in bed. I thought. Something was up...
"Why are you awake?" I asked my dad. Then I heard a noise and my eyes moved from my dad to what was next to him.
"Oh my gosh!!!" I screamed. There, sitting happily next to my dad's chair was the little pug puppy from the pet shop!!
Suddenly everything fell into place. My dad wanted to know which dog I'd liked and if I liked it for a good reason, then he left to the pet shop, not the market! The pug ran excitedly to me. He sat and waited, as if asking permission to jump and lick me. I bent down and scratched his head. He jumped up onto his hind legs and put his paws on my shoulders and panted happily. I could see the smile on his face. I had a dog now!
Chapter 5:
I rushed over to hug my mom and dad.
"Thank you so much!" I said. I was so much more thankful than that, but I couldn't find words to describe it to them.
"You're welcome. One day, we just suddenly felt differently about getting a dog. We felt like it was a great idea. Like there was a locked door to it, and one day we just found the key," my mom replied.
I looked at my new dog again. He returned to all 4 legs. He was so much happier than he was at the pet shop. It was like he just knew he was meant to be here, and I knew it, too.
He kept watching me, tilting his head like he wanted to play. Suddenly, he ran through the rest of the kitchen to the table my mom and dad were having breakfast at and sat down next to my dad's chair. Dad picked up the muffin and just then my clever little pup jumped on the chair leg, pushing it and my dad dropped the muffin onto the floor. The little guy ran to the muffin and began gobbling it up. I ran to him and picked him up.
Smiling, I said,"I'm naming this jokester Muffin."
Chapter 6:
I found out that my dad bought Muffin a collar, a leash, dog food, 2 bowls, some treats, and a bone. I put the red collar on him and hooked on the leash(which was also red by the way) and took him on a walk with my mom. I found a steep dirt path and ran down it. My mom was a little farther behind me because she wanted to give me freedom but didn't want me to get kidnapped or anything. Well,anyways,I was excited to find a new path and I thought it probably led to a wonderful new adventure with my wonderful new pup. Muffin seemed as excited as I was and barked excitedly. He has a cute, squeaky bark. It's not annoying squeaky, though, more of a make-you-go awwwww bark. So, he was barking and had a huge smile on his little wrinkly face. This path was rocky and at some parts had a steep edges going down into what looked like valleys, but smaller. One time there was even railroad tracks that stretched in a slanted way deep below me.
I stopped to look at these tracks in awe. Muffin was right at my side looking down and it occurred to me that he could take a wrong step and go sliding down in the dirt hitting plants and injuring or burning himself on the railroad tracks. The sun glared on the tracks and I imagined they must be scorching hot. Sure maybe they wouldn't burn you where you'd have to go to the hospital-or vet in his case, but I didn't want him to have any discomfort.
I pulled him back but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he jerked forward.
"Come on, Muffin, you wouldn't want to fall in there and put more wrinkles on your face, would you?" I teased. But he just looked back at me and then back down on the tracks. Suddenly he ran forward and slid down the hill. I tried to hold onto the leash but I was at the edge, and I thought how we might end up hurt and helpless in the valley.
Chapter 7: Muffins didn't have a harness, the leash was attached to his collar around his neck! This meant I had to get closer to him so he wouldn't choke! I realized that we might not just get a little burned by the tracks if we fell, this "valley" began to seem real, it had really steep high sides-higher than I thought. I just had to get closer to him, but it was too steep. We could get really hurt-or even die. Oh well, I have to help Muffins. I know what you're thinking. You're probably thinking that I'm finding some way to tell you this from the hospital or from the dead. I know it;'s wierd, but very possible..well, you'll find out what happened. I slowly tiptoed forward down the rocky side. I say rocky in a strong way because I fell. I don't know why or how, probably because of the unbalanced rocky, narrow sides, but I fell forward. It felt like I had lunged forward right off the edge. I went tumbling down my face still in front, my hands no longer clenched around the leash. Instead they were clenched, but in a fist from stress. I heard Muffin barking after me. Then the real pain came as I hit the ground...
Chapter 8: I fell on my face harder than you could ever imagine. My mom was rushing down when she caught up to where I was. She managed to be cautious at the same time though. I picked my head up and laid on the side of my face. My neck hurt when I moved it. Muffin had run up to me and was cuddling with me. Then, when my mom arrived, he ran off at a tremendous speed. I was dizzy and tired, my body ached, so I didn't call for him. My mom askd me all these questions, but my head was hurting, and I was getting confused. I realized how hard I was breathing. I was scared about the fall. My heart felt like it was thumping right out of my chest. I don't know how long it was later when I heard Muffin's bark and I looked up to see my dad. and some paramedics. They had a bed with them. How hurt was I? I had no idea then, I was just in pain. Chapter 9: I moaned as I was lifted onto the bed. They pulled me up the steep bumpy "mini valley" and the bumps sent shocks through my aching bones. After what felt like years, the road got a little smoother and I knew I ws up the hill. They lifted me up into the ambulance and 3 people came in the back with me. Someone else went to the front and pulled away. The load roar of the siren burned my ears, but maybe that was just because I wanted peace and silence. After all, I didn't know how hurt I was, but to be taken in an ambulance, I figured my injuries weren't just a scrape that I could put a band-aid on and it'd be better. I got to the hospital, and they took me into a room for a while. Then they took me into another room and began examining me and taking X-rays. My head just kept spinning as it all took place. When I was back in the room, my parents were there without Muffin. I later found out that they took him home since there were no pets allowed in the hospital. A doctor showed them my X-rays. "She broke her nose," I heard him say. "It's pretty bad, we'll have to do surgery to fix it. We'll have to do it tonight." What? I thought. Not tonight!! It can't be that bad! I was just walking Muffin! It's nothing! "She also will need a neck brace, just to rest it for a while so it doesn't get worse," the doctor continued. "She hurt herself that bad?" my dad asked. "She must've fell on her face, so it made it worse. "I don't want surgery!" I blurted out. "I know, but we need to do it. Don't worry," the doctor told me calmly. I sighed. I couldn't help but worry. I was going to have surgery today! I would be prepared if I knew in advance, but if my injury was so bad that I needed surgery right away, it must be pretty bad. I was scared, and I had a good reason to be. Chapter 10: It was 5:45, and I was getting ready for surgery. Surgery would be at six, and I hadn't eaten since that morning, before I took Muffin on a walk. The doctor said I couldn't eat before surgery, but I wasn't hungry, I was just worried. I didn't know why. Surgery wasn't a big thing. I'd had it so many times before because I'd had a lot of health problems. I had around 10, I wasn't sure of the exact number, I'd lost count. But anyways, I'd had no reason to really be scared, I just got bad vibes from this place. My surgery would be at six. I waited in my bed as the worries churned up in my stomach. The door finally opened and the next thing I knew it was next morning. My nose hurt like crazy and a neck brace as around my neck. It felt stiff, and I had a bandage on my nose. The door opened and the doctor walked in. He looked around. My parents weren't there, there was a note next to me saying that my mom just ran to the car to get something and my dad was at work. "You got a dog?" the doctor said. He sounded unfriendly. "Uh.. Yeah," I replied uneasily. "Well, then, this isn't the last you'll hear from me. Got it? Good," He answered. Then he left the room and I heard him say something to my mom. Chapter 11: When my mom came in, I was in a rush to tell her what happened. "Mom, the doctor just came in and asked me if I had a dog. I told him yeah and he said that this wasn't the last time he'd be seeing me then. It kinda freaked me out because he said it in an unfamiliar unfriendly voice," I quickly blurted out. "Really? He just told me he was checking on you, and he didn't sound unfriendly at all," my mom replied uncertainly. "Ofcourse he's not gonna say things to you like that, then you'll suspect something!" I argued. "I doubt it." My mom said simply. "Why would I lie? Why would I make this up?" I shot back. "I don't know, that's what I want to find out. So why?" I just looked at her and shook my head. "How could you not believe me like that? You're my mom!" I couldn't believe it. It felt like the world was collapsing on me. It seems like a small thing, but it's not! A doctor coming in and saying wierd things to you in an unusual voice different from their usual kind one isn't everyday. Neither is an understanding mom suddenly thinking you're lying. I felt tears in my eyes, so I turned on my side with my back facing my mom and silently cried. ********************* Okay, right now you're probably thinking, "Nikki Dane's crying over nothing. Her story's probably dramatic, so why should I read it anymore?" Please, don't think that! It's a big thing to me and I need to tell you my story! The doctor really freaked me out, and my own mom didn't believe me when I told her so. You need to know what happened after that before you decide not to read this story, let me tell you what happened first. My nose seemed to be healing well, and my neck was getting stronger again. I left the hospital late the next day, because they had to double-check how everything was going. I also had to come in often to get my nose and neck checked, and it had been about two weeks when I got my bandage and neck brace off. Anyways, when I left the hospital, I saw the doctor give me a glare. I walked faster and rushed out. The day after I got my cast off, my parents told me Muffin was a purebred. By the way, he was doing good while I was away, but my dad said he missed me. I could tell, because when I got home, he ran up to and followed me around all day. Anyways, I found out Muffin was a purebred, and I got to enter him in a show. When I did, I realized that no matter what obstacles come in your way, you have to stay strong, and let your feelings out.This is probably the best chapter I've ever made, so I'm dedicating it to my friend, IWN. She's there for me, and right now she isn't feeling so well, so I made this and I hope she'll feel a little bit happier. I really tried hard to make it good. I really hope you feel better IWN.
Chapter 7: Muffins didn't have a harness, the leash was attached to his collar around his neck! This meant I had to get closer to him so he wouldn't choke! I realized that we might not just get a little burned by the tracks if we fell, this "valley" began to seem real, it had really steep high sides-higher than I thought. I just had to get closer to him, but it was too steep. We could get really hurt-or even die. Oh well, I have to help Muffins. I know what you're thinking. You're probably thinking that I'm finding some way to tell you this from the hospital or from the dead. I know it;'s wierd, but very possible..well, you'll find out what happened. I slowly tiptoed forward down the rocky side. I say rocky in a strong way because I fell. I don't know why or how, probably because of the unbalanced rocky, narrow sides, but I fell forward. It felt like I had lunged forward right off the edge. I went tumbling down my face still in front, my hands no longer clenched around the leash. Instead they were clenched, but in a fist from stress. I heard Muffin barking after me. Then the real pain came as I hit the ground...
Chapter 8: I fell on my face harder than you could ever imagine. My mom was rushing down when she caught up to where I was. She managed to be cautious at the same time though. I picked my head up and laid on the side of my face. My neck hurt when I moved it. Muffin had run up to me and was cuddling with me. Then, when my mom arrived, he ran off at a tremendous speed. I was dizzy and tired, my body ached, so I didn't call for him. My mom askd me all these questions, but my head was hurting, and I was getting confused. I realized how hard I was breathing. I was scared about the fall. My heart felt like it was thumping right out of my chest. I don't know how long it was later when I heard Muffin's bark and I looked up to see my dad. and some paramedics. They had a bed with them. How hurt was I? I had no idea then, I was just in pain.
Chapter 9: I moaned as I was lifted onto the bed. They pulled me up the steep bumpy "mini valley" and the bumps sent shocks through my aching bones. After what felt like years, the road got a little smoother and I knew I ws up the hill. They lifted me up into the ambulance and 3 people came in the back with me. Someone else went to the front and pulled away. The load roar of the siren burned my ears, but maybe that was just because I wanted peace and silence. After all, I didn't know how hurt I was, but to be taken in an ambulance, I figured my injuries weren't just a scrape that I could put a band-aid on and it'd be better. I got to the hospital, and they took me into a room for a while. Then they took me into another room and began examining me and taking X-rays. My head just kept spinning as it all took place. When I was back in the room, my parents were there without Muffin. I later found out that they took him home since there were no pets allowed in the hospital. A doctor showed them my X-rays. "She broke her nose," I heard him say. "It's pretty bad, we'll have to do surgery to fix it. We'll have to do it tonight."
What? I thought. Not tonight!! It can't be that bad! I was just walking Muffin! It's nothing!
"She also will need a neck brace, just to rest it for a while so it doesn't get worse," the doctor continued. "She hurt herself that bad?" my dad asked. "She must've fell on her face, so it made it worse. "I don't want surgery!" I blurted out. "I know, but we need to do it. Don't worry," the doctor told me calmly. I sighed. I couldn't help but worry. I was going to have surgery today! I would be prepared if I knew in advance, but if my injury was so bad that I needed surgery right away, it must be pretty bad. I was scared, and I had a good reason to be.
Chapter 10: It was 5:45, and I was getting ready for surgery. Surgery would be at six, and I hadn't eaten since that morning, before I took Muffin on a walk. The doctor said I couldn't eat before surgery, but I wasn't hungry, I was just worried. I didn't know why. Surgery wasn't a big thing. I'd had it so many times before because I'd had a lot of health problems. I had around 10, I wasn't sure of the exact number, I'd lost count. But anyways, I'd had no reason to really be scared, I just got bad vibes from this place. My surgery would be at six. I waited in my bed as the worries churned up in my stomach. The door finally opened and the next thing I knew it was next morning. My nose hurt like crazy and a neck brace as around my neck. It felt stiff, and I had a bandage on my nose. The door opened and the doctor walked in. He looked around. My parents weren't there, there was a note next to me saying that my mom just ran to the car to get something and my dad was at work. "You got a dog?" the doctor said. He sounded unfriendly. "Uh.. Yeah," I replied uneasily. "Well, then, this isn't the last you'll hear from me. Got it? Good," He answered. Then he left the room and I heard him say something to my mom.
Chapter 11: When my mom came in, I was in a rush to tell her what happened. "Mom, the doctor just came in and asked me if I had a dog. I told him yeah and he said that this wasn't the last time he'd be seeing me then. It kinda freaked me out because he said it in an unfamiliar unfriendly voice," I quickly blurted out. "Really? He just told me he was checking on you, and he didn't sound unfriendly at all," my mom replied uncertainly. "Ofcourse he's not gonna say things to you like that, then you'll suspect something!" I argued. "I doubt it." My mom said simply. "Why would I lie? Why would I make this up?" I shot back. "I don't know, that's what I want to find out. So why?" I just looked at her and shook my head. "How could you not believe me like that? You're my mom!" I couldn't believe it. It felt like the world was collapsing on me. It seems like a small thing, but it's not! A doctor coming in and saying wierd things to you in an unusual voice different from their usual kind one isn't everyday. Neither is an understanding mom suddenly thinking you're lying. I felt tears in my eyes, so I turned on my side with my back facing my mom and silently cried. ********************* Okay, right now you're probably thinking, "Nikki Dane's crying over nothing. Her story's probably dramatic, so why should I read it anymore?" Please, don't think that! It's a big thing to me and I need to tell you my story! The doctor really freaked me out, and my own mom didn't believe me when I told her so. You need to know what happened after that before you decide not to read this story, let me tell you what happened first. My nose seemed to be healing well, and my neck was getting stronger again. I left the hospital late the next day, because they had to double-check how everything was going. I also had to come in often to get my nose and neck checked, and it had been about two weeks when I got my bandage and neck brace off. Anyways, when I left the hospital, I saw the doctor give me a glare. I walked faster and rushed out. The day after I got my cast off, my parents told me Muffin was a purebred. By the way, he was doing good while I was away, but my dad said he missed me. I could tell, because when I got home, he ran up to and followed me around all day. Anyways, I found out Muffin was a purebred, and I got to enter him in a show. When I did, I realized that no matter what obstacles come in your way, you have to stay strong, and let your feelings out.
This is probably the best chapter I've ever made, so I'm dedicating it to my friend, IWN. She's there for me, and right now she isn't feeling so well, so I made this and I hope she'll feel a little bit happier. I really tried hard to make it good. I really hope you feel better IWN.