Rain, rain, rain! What a pain! Hagley Winter Sports was postponed last week again due to weather (grrrr!). We didn't spend the afternoon doing nothing though, we had to present a story about a dog! A choice was given to whether we wanted to make a Puppet Pals presentation or just write a story. I chose to write a story. Before you read it I would like to let you know that the story is coming from a dog's point of view. What are you waiting for? Dig in and have a read!
Honk! Crash! Smash! The world is falling to pieces around me. I almost got killed by that car. It's like I've become invisible. Do humans ever look out for innocent creatures like me? I'm Homeless. Yeah, my name says it all. Since my owner's car accident last year I've spent my days out on the city streets, looking for an owner who will actually accept me as a part of their family. I know it sounds a bit crazy for a dog to be saying all this but I actually feel lonely, not having anyone to play with, no one to take me on my daily walk, no one to feed me, no one to stick by my side, I'm starting to wish I never existed in the first place. So here I am at Doppy Park. It seems like there's a lot more people here than usual. Maybe someone might see me for a change. I'm wandering around. Being cute. Barking. Making as much noise as I can but as normal, no one is paying any attention to me, even the girl who dreams of having a dog as a pet. Oh, I forgot to tell you. Her name is Maggie. She's been pleading her parents to get a dog for over a year now but they say a dog would be too expensive. Well I wouldn't be. I feed myself with scraps from public rubbish bins. I hang around her all the time but she doesn't notice me. So maybe, just maybe I am a ghost. Maybe I'm just imagining this. It's funny I should only just realise this but something in my spirit is telling me it's true. I'm just a ghost wishing for a new life and here's the proof. I'm fading away, back into the thin air from the way I came.
Just to explain my story for those of you who are feeling slightly confused Homeless re-named himself with that name because he felt as though he didn't have a home after his owner left him. He hadn't realised yet though that he was a ghost. He died in the car crash with his owner therefore theoThe reason the story had to be about a dog is because we are reading 'A Dog Called Homeless' as a class at the moment. We didn't have to take that exact dog, we could use a totally different dog but I liked the name 'Homeless' so I interpreted that into the story.
