My Narrative

A yellow truck pulled into a driveway, free spiders and spider webs. I walked outside as plump as a plum, and I looked like one too. As soon as I heard the enormous truck I stepped outside excited to unpack memories from Tennessee and to start new ones in Colorado. I breathed to see my steaming breath in the snowy air and watch it disappear.

My dad came out of the car just as excited as I was. �Get your stuff and start unpacking.� �Okay,� I said trying to conceal my joy.

I walked to the back of the truck and climbed the ramp. I put my frostbitten fingers under the box and tried to pick it up but it wouldn�t budge. My dad laughing hysterically told me to go inside and help my mother and to tell my sister to come and help him.

I went inside the house, disappointed and yet grateful to get out of the cold.

�Can I help you.?�

�Um�.um take the dog walking.�

�By myself?�

�Yes, please.�

�Okay�. Are ya sure?�

�Yep.�

�Okay.� I ran upstairs feeling powerful.

I took the red leash, my gloves and hat and walked out of my brand new room.

I sprinted down the stairs then I realized I forgot the dog. Before anyone could see me I sprinted up the stairs again and got the dog, Ruddie.

The cold air on my checks felt a mixture of good and bad feelings. My big black clunky shoes pounding against the concrete made a song with the breathing of my dog.

We didn�t have the whole park to ourselves but it felt like it. Ruddie was behaving well as if she knew the importance of the walk. I also was constantly giving treats.

We were almost home when Ruddie saw another dog across the field I was having the walk of my life and didn�t notice this until I felt a sudden jerk. I was being pulled halfway across the field on my belly like a penguin doing down a hill. I finally let go after what seemed like an hour but only a couple of minutes.

I walked back home furious with my dog. So mad, I locked her in her cage. Although I laugh about it now, I still sometimes get mad at Ruddie, but she pulled me across the park for a reason and that is always have control over the dog- you never know what�s going to happen.