October 23, my dog, Rex was dead. He was 12 years old, so I thought that he lived long. When I was 8 years old, he came to my house and he was small. I loved him very much. When I got up in the morning, he was dead. I was very sad.......I didn't meet the day before, so I wanted to see him who was alive. My brother came back my home and met him. He also cried.
Next day, my father, my mother and me went to a crematory. We had to part.....My mother and I cried.
But he gave us many things. We love now. I cannot believe that he died. We will bury his remains under the garden of my house. 125
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