Hi, I am a dog, and my name is Mo. Why am I a dog? Because I died. NOW DO YOU WANT TO HEAR MY STORY OR NOT!!? So I was 30 years old, when I died from a car. When I woke up, I saw a light it was so bright it hurt my eyes. Then I woke up a big dog was next to me. Then I saw myself I was a cute dog!!!!! “Omg I am a dog!” I yelled “I love dogs!” I yelled again. I wagged my tail so much, I was just so happy! I looked around me. I was in a big box, with 20 other puppies. A small human said to a big human “dad can I have that one” said the small human pointing at me. The big human said “yes, but you have to be nice and remember this is one of your Christmas presents.” Said the big human to the small human. Then the big human picked me up and put me in a cage. I fall asleep.

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  When I woke up I was in a nice home and a nice bed.

  The small human walked up to me and pick me up.

  The small human snuggled with me. She said “hi my name is Moon.” I snuggled up with her more. The next day some more humans came. “you have a dog now?” said a small human to

  Moon “yes” said Moon. “is that a chow chow?” said a small human “yes” said moon “oh, Mo this is bee and sun. said Moon “woof” I said “cute” said bee and sun. That night I laid down on Moon’s bed. I fall fast asleep.