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Personal Narrative : Personal Essay

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There have been many times I have dealt with this pain. Each time it seems to get easier. Does the pain ever fade or go away? The answer is no, it doesn’t ever lessen or disappear. The pain is still there, but eventually I start to realize what is really happening. I now understand, although I begin to feel more pain, the ones I love no longer do and they will always be there with me in spirit. When I first felt the distress of this I was between the ages of nine and ten. My dog, Bailey, had been my family’s dog since my brother, Shane, was two, and since my little brother and I were born. We all loved her and she had been through so much with us, including a house fire, a house flood, and us moving five times three of the five happened to be across the country. We also had two cats Giodee and Rolie Polie Olie, who we called Big Kitty and Polie. She loved them and never barked or attacked them. Whenever my dad would play-fight with Shane and I Bailey would attack him, defending her babies. There were a couple of times, some of my dad's work friends would come to our house and she would inspect them like a guard dog. Bailey was like my dad’s baby and she was very spoiled. “She’s my little girl” he used to say and if I mention her today he still says these exact words. He was the one to find her.
He said, “There were six identical puppies and she was just quietly sitting in the back corner not barking and not jumping. I looked at her and said that’s the perfect dog and took

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