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I didn’t know what to day after my house burned down. I knew that I had to stop crying, my dog was lost forever. But I couldn’t whenever I tried that just made it worse. One day 3 weeks later, I was still crying, but there he was, in my room. I knew I was crazy but I didn’t care, he was back.
By Jenny on 02.12.2010
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