I was outside walking my neighbor Miss Miller's dog Fefe. She was a fluffy, white Pomeranian. I was walking down the block when I looked to my right and saw a German Shepherd sniffing the grass, it looked up and saw us. I froze. Fefe started running and I lost grip, just as I started running after her, so did the Shepherd. “Fefe!” called I Scooped her up right as the dog pounced, I kicked the dog and it fell to the ground

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“Nora! Did you kick Ms. Shelly’s dog?!” I nodded. Mom looked really upset “It was so slow I-I” I sighed. Then I ran up to my room and shut the door. I didn’t plan on going outside ever again.

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