This is a memory that actually happened in my life. I tried to write a funny story about my memory.
Dog on the Roof
The real estate agent turned on the car, as my family hopped
in, to drive to the next house. I saw
the environment slightly changing as we drove on. Large trees covered the place
around us, when we continued to drive out of the city. The trees turned into
green and brown blurs as the wheels turned rapidly on. What is
the house going to look like? Will there be any animals? Looking out the window, I tried to find
answers for my unknown questions. My
family looked at one another, smiling as we zoomed past streets. The family thought about the house as we
turned sharply down into a street.
The driver pulled to
a stop as we entered the houses driveway.
In some places we couldn’t see the sky because so many trees grew around
the small neighborhood. The agent took
us down to the house, and we were welcome by a much exited dog. Looking at the dog the agent explained to us
he was the neighbor’s dog and his name is Jack.
We petted Jack and said hello to him at the front of the house. The assistant then revealed to us, the
outside of the house.
The agent walked us into the pool area and showed us around. We started to get going when we heard a loud,
BARK! We looked up to see Jack on the
roof, wagging his tail and looking at us with excited eyes. He was white and had a bit of brown around
his head. “Jack has been sad the other
family left this house, and now he is much happier that you are here.” The assistant told us as we gazed up at the
funny dog on the roof. I don’t see that every day, I thought,
laughing, then dad walked up the stairs to get Jack, as instructed.
Dad set Jack down on the floor as he came back from the
roof. The agent finished showing us the
house and then went to the car to get ready to leave. We said good bye to Jack as we climbed into
the car. The car started and we looked
out the window, thinking about what had just happened. Jack had been so special the minute we saw
him on the roof, looking down at us.
Later on, Jack and the house surprisingly became ours, and we never
forgot that moment ever again.
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