This weekend my dog ran away. his name is Rosco and hes a black lab. i was really sad about it. well it started out on Sunday when i got up for church and i took a shower and could tell it was gonna be a bad day. i saw my friends like Kayla and Smitty that's what we call him. but then josh wasn't there another bad thing. so then we dropped off the last person on the bus and then Dave's (my moms boyfriend) friend called and said Rosco wasn't around so Dave and i went out to the house and looked around for a while and quit then we got home around 1 and Brandon came over around 2 and we talked and played black ops zombies for 2 hours then we went for a walk. we talked about our favorite kind of monster i said probably the red kind and he said the original was the best and well i had to agree. Brandon is like a brother iv e known him since I was 4 and he was 7. now hes 16 and I'm 13 .i can still remember all the good times we had.
