Mallory Schuring

Charlie, My Best Friend

The rain was pouring, the roads were slick. My mom could hardly see as she was driving me to school. I noticed something glowing faintly in her headlights on the side of the road. I thought to myself, is it a cat? A dog? A raccoon? I couldn’t tell but I was extremely curious and courageous to find out. My mom pulled over and I jumped out of the car. A little puppy with her long fur covered in mud was sitting in the tall grass shivering being pelted on my heavy rain.