Hannah was walking along the streets in NYC. She was holding her
moms hand. As she looked down the street a little, she saw a box. A
brown box. A card board box? And who's little head was peeking out
of it. She quickly let go of her mom's hand and took off to the
box. As she looked down in the soggy box, a puppy! Some kind of
mixed breed smiled at her. Not even big enough to jump out.
Hannah's mother picked up a soggy piece of paper that read, "FOR
SALE!" Hannah began to cry as she picked the wet pup up in her
hands. "Mom" she said in a soft sweat voice. "Can we keep him?" 3
years later. Now "Wes" runs in the grass and plays, he's big and
strong. He's 100 pounds. And is a white lab. "Every day a something
good happens" said Hannah.
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