One day I saw a puppy abandoned. Left to die with no food or water. It was alone. It cried. The puppy felt mad, sad and lonely. It was a wee bit big. Then it saw me. It had a sad face. It was in an alley. It made me feel cross at the person that abandoned that puppy. It got mad and chased me because it didn't trust me. I ran to the pet shop and the puppy could not find me anywhere. Then it died and that was the end of that puppy. Luckily I did not get hurt. I was happy because I did not get hurt and I was a wee bit sad because the puppy died.