When I was checking for my toy in the mail box, I saw a letter that was addressed to me. I took it inside the house with my toy. The second I got inside, I ripped it open and began reading.
Maybe it was because I
had breakfast. I feel like I need to go to the doctor because my stomach is killing me with the sheer force of digestion. My belly is fumbling. Every time it stops, I pass a chili sauce scented gas out of my rear end. Oh my stomach hurts!! So I went to the doctor so he could check my stomach. He said that something was inside my stomach. He also said that it wasn`t digested properly. So I thought that it was the tacos I had in the morning. But the doctor said it was a fork. I was panicking. I asked him if he could take this dangerous piece of metal out. The answer was a big fat NO. I became pathetic and began running around. The doctor got so annoyed that he kicked me out of his hospital.
For some reason my great great grandfather doubled over. It was weird. Also, whenever he farted, It smelled like Chili which was I thought, super weird. It was so smelly I was going to double over myself. So well, he went to the hospitals with dad. So anyways I resumed on reading this letter out of my curiosity.
I couldn` believe it! A doctor, who was supposed to save me, decided to just let me die. Jesus; Save me! well I`m already about 100 years old, actually 97 years old to be precise. After I fought in the two world wars as a lieutenant, the bullets that were engraved deep inside my body weakened my body. Blood systems and digestive systems were fragile. Happiness was occasional, and there was no euphoria in my life. Today’s case flabbergasted me even more. Those deadly venomous pieces of metal of wars and a for. I was hopeless and had no powerful will to live. That was when I met James, my pet dog.
When he came back, he was all sweaty like he ran around. Dad said he got kicked out of the hospital. The hospital said that there was a fork in his belly. Later on, this horrible thought dawned on me. Great Great Grandfather was 97 years old. He was lieutenant in the U.S army. He was very weak right now. But sometimes, when he was confused or became pathetic, he ran around crazy. As said in the letter, our dog James came and nuzzled his nose on Grandpa’s leg. Grandpa became calm and took a shower. Later on, I resumed on reading this letter.
While I was lying down he always “stuck to me”. As if he seemed he knew I was sick he would carry newspapers for me, and sometimes wWhen I was checking for my toy in the mail box, I saw a letter that was addressed to me. I took it inside the house with my toy. The second I got inside, I ripped it open and began reading.
Maybe it was because I
had breakfast. I feel like I need to go to the doctor because my stomach is killing me with the sheer force of digestion. My belly is fumbling. Every time it stops, I pass a chili sauce scented gas out of my rear end. Oh my stomach hurts!! So I went to the doctor so he could check my stomach. He said that something was inside my stomach. He also said that it wasn`t digested properly. So I thought that it was the tacos I had in the morning. But the doctor said it was a fork. I was panicking. I asked him if he could take this dangerous piece of metal out. The answer was a big fat NO. I became pathetic and began running around. The doctor got so annoyed that he kicked me out of his hospital.
For some reason my great great grandfather doubled over. It was weird. Also, whenever he farted, It smelled like Chili which was I thought, super weird. It was so smelly I was going to double over myself. So well, he went to the hospitals with dad. So anyways I resumed on reading this letter out of my curiosity.
I couldn` believe it! A doctor, who was supposed to save me, decided to just let me die. Jesus; Save me! well I`m already about 100 years old, actually 97 years old to be precise. After I fought in the two world wars as a lieutenant, the bullets that were engraved deep inside my body weakened my body. Blood systems and digestive systems were fragile. Happiness was occasional, and there was no euphoria in my life. Today’s case flabbergasted me even more. Those deadly venomous pieces of metal of wars and a for. I was hopeless and had no powerful will to live. That was when I met James, my pet dog.
When he came back, he was all sweaty like he ran around. Dad said he got kicked out of the hospital. The hospital said that there was a fork in his belly. Later on, this horrible thought dawned on me. Great Great Grandfather was 97 years old. He was lieutenant in the U.S army. He was very weak right now. But sometimes, when he was confused or became pathetic, he ran around crazy. As said in the letter, our dog James came and nuzzled his nose on Grandpa’s leg. Grandpa became calm and took a shower. Later on, I resumed on reading this letter.
While I was lying down he always “stuck to me”. As if he seemed he knew I was sick he would carry newspapers for me, and sometimes when I was feeling pain, he would whimper at my ear. When that happened I usually cried because I was touched. A human won’t help me, but a dog will keep me happy and keep me happy until I die. James some times made me laugh and also made me happy. However it was one day I went on a picnic with him. I went to the forest with a lot of grass. This war where I wanted to be when I died. Then I fell a sleep. When I woke up, my James was gone. I called him and he didn’t come. Then I saw James lying on the grass next to a mountain lion. James was trying to save me. He had fought the lion to the death. This was the final blow. My heart broke. I started walking around with empty eyes. All because of one answer NO. I hope that adults will let kids go where they have to. Then those kids won’t end up like me. And when an Adult says NO to you, call me and I will help you, teach those adults a lesson!!
Grandpa suddenly said that he wanted to go to the mountain so he could rest and relax in the nature. After all the stuff that happened to him and after what I had read in the letter, I told him that he should’nt go to the mountains. He asked me for a reason. So I showed him the letter. He said you are showing me a blank piece of paper. Then the the weirdest thought came up. This letter must come from the future. I told Grandpa not to go. I begged him. But nothing worked. A few hours later, he came back with our dead dog James and red eyes.
At night he was working on something he took very seriously. So seriously that he began to sweat. Our whole family was worried about him. And a few hours later, he told Dad to check if their were any mistakes in the letter. I asked Dad if I could read the letter. I read it for a few seconds and freaked out. I showed him the letter I had read the whole day. And their, I saw the Mail box open and the stand went up.hen I was feeling pain, he would whimper at my ear. When that happened I usually cried because I was touched. A human won’t help me, but a dog will keep me happy and keep me happy until I die. James some times made me laugh and also made me happy. However it was one day I went on a picnic with him. I went to the forest with a lot of grass. This war where I wanted to be when I died. Then I fell a sleep. When I woke up, my James was gone. I called him and he didn’t come. Then I saw James lying on the grass next to a mountain lion. James was trying to save me. He had fought the lion to the death. This was the final blow. My heart broke. I started walking around with empty eyes. All because of one answer NO. I hope that adults will let kids go where they have to. Then those kids won’t end up like me. And when an Adult says NO to you, call me and I will help you, teach those adults a lesson!!
Grandpa suddenly said that he wanted to go to the mountain so he could rest and relax in the nature. After all the stuff that happened to him and after what I had read in the letter, I told him that he should’nt go to the mountains. He asked me for a reason. So I showed him the letter. He said you are showing me a blank piece of paper. Then the the weirdest thought came up. This letter must come from the future. I told Grandpa not to go. I begged him. But nothing worked. A few hours later, he came back with our dead dog James and red eyes.
At night he was working on something he took very seriously. So seriously that he began to sweat. Our whole family was worried about him. And a few hours later, he told Dad to check if their were any mistakes in the letter. I asked Dad if I could read the letter. I read it for a few seconds and freaked out. I showed him the letter I had read the whole day. And their, I saw the Mail box open and the stand went up.