#6 My best friend, 'Happy'

My childhood was so happy.Because I raised my puppy named ‘Happy’. Whenever she saw me, she ran to me  wagging her tails and yapping. She was so adorable. My family often went to the park and brought her. She was good at playing so that we played ball game all the time with her. One day, we tried to teach her ‘sit’ and ‘pass her hand’. she learnt so quick. ‘Clever happy!’ ;)

By the way, even though she was a good dog, every week we troubled with her. As soon as we finished taking her bathe, she ran out of the house and got her body dirty. We couldn’t catch her so that we needed to wash her body again. Even she made trouble she was my lovely dog. And she made a lot of memories to me and my family.

One day, my father sobbed and got home. I felt so weird and strange. He told me Happy got hit by car. I didn’t know what he was talking about. I couldn’t believe it had happened to her. My father had brought ‘Happy’ to the park as usual. I really didn’t know what was going on. He said to me say good bye to her. I really didn’t know what to do. I started to weep uncontrollably. I was afraid so much that my lovely happy died. Her body started get cold. And I couldn’t see she ran to me anymore. My family buried her in a quiet place, and we prayed for her. She was my best friend.