It was the summer of 2017. This summer was a little sad, but it also had happy points. Early in the summer, I was sitting in my bedroom. I heard the doorbell ring, and I heard my uncle say "I'll get it." I then heard an unfamiliar voice say "Would Du be willing to take this puppy? My son doesn't want her. I intended for her to be a gift for his tenth birthday, but he threw her against the wall. He probably broke her leg." My uncle said, "And Du didn't take her to the vet?!" The unfamiliar voice said, "No." My uncle said, "You know what, I'll gladly take this welpe from you! Now, get off of my property before I Berichten Du for animal cruelty!" I went downstairs to see what was going on. My aunt came up to my uncle. "Honey, what's wrong?" she asked. He was holding a Siberian Husky welpe in his arms. He said, "Either we're getting this puppy, oder I'm going to kill somebody." My aunt said, "I think we're getting this puppy." The welpe was red and white and had one brown eye and one blue eye. I put my hand near her nose. She sniffed my hand and excitedly licked it. I said, "I think we should take River to a vet." My uncle looked confused. "River?" I said, "That'll be her name. Look at how spirited she is." We took her to the vet, and her leg wasn't broken. It was just bruised. She did make a complete recovery. Fluffy, my Collie, became a mother figure to the pup. Sadly, Fluffy passed away right before I went on vacation. I still miss her, but I'm doing okay. I did enjoy my vacation. Glenn looked after my remaining Hunde while I was gone. They got on well with his dog, Piper, a German Shepherd/Siberian Husky mix. In August, we started school again. It started off badly. I got bullied in English class. I didn't think I'd be able to switch my schedule to avoid them, but I talked with the guidance counselor. She said, "You could switch to Honors English. Now, Honors English won't give Du any Mehr credit than regular English. The only difference is Du work a little harder." I said, "I know, but I'm desperate." She said, "I know. Du don't need to be bullied." My schedule was switched around, and I ended up having classes with my friends. I also ending up having Government under the US History teacher I had last year. Unfortunately, the bullies who picked on me at the beginning of the Jahr beat Glenn up. He was okay, though. All in all, twelfth grade has been going well so far. I do look vorwärts-, nach vorn to graduating high school.

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