A Day No Pigs Would Die: blog #1

I have a dog named Baby and I love her very much. My dad and I didn't get to spend a lot of time with her, so we decided she would be better off in a different home. We gave her away last year, and it broke my heart. I didn't want her to leave, so it was very hard for me. Last week my dad texted me during lunch asking if I wanted to take her back. The home we had given her too could no longer manage and had asked if we wanted her back. We went to get her on Friday, and I have spent every minute possible with her. I'm so glad she is back. I remember crying to her when I was upset, and she would give me a kiss. I would tell her things I couldn't tell my friends. She is definitely more than a pet to me, she is family. 

Group D: Third Person Limited From Leslie's Point of View

   Leslie is standing in a congested hallway.  Her heart stops, when she sees the love of her life, Thomas.  She gets butterflies in her stomach, as she approaches him.  She's practically shaking in her chucks.  She debates with herself whether she should talk to him or not.  Maybe just watch from a distance.  But no!  Flirting with this hot stud would make her friend, Sarah, very sad.  Then again, just a little conversation wouldn't hurt.  Leslie majestically walks over to him, hair flowing in the wind.  This is what she wanted to happen.  In reality, she trips over her untied chucks.  Thomas catches her, and their eyes meet.  They gaze longingly.  They're lips meet, while they're tongue's say hello.  They make their way to the janitor's closet and things went way too far. Five years have passed since then, and they have dropped out of High School.  Leslie is pregnant; her and Thomas are now fighting over the remote.....and the weather.  "Shut up and go make me a sandwich!" screams Tom.  "You can't tell me what to do!" yells back Leslie.  Thomas greets her snarky remark with a backhand to the side of the face.  She breaks down in tears and runs out the door.  Another 5 months have passed and the divorce papers have been signed.  Leslie is finally free.  She has no job or money.  But at least she got custody of her son, Brian.  She borrows money and sells her kid to feed into her crack addiction.  She just can't get enough.  She's homeless, and looks like a hobo.  Not a day goes by that she wishes that she never talked to Thomas that day...