Mydogwillbedead.Sheisveryold.Wehavekeptherfortenyears.Nowherhairsarefalling.Andshealwaysliesontheground.Shecan’tseeveryclearly.Sheeatsalittle.Shebecomesthin.Shewasverystrongbefore.Sheisstillguardingmyfamily.Sheisoneofmyfamilymember.Nowwearealluneasybecauseshewilldie.Ithinkyoumayknowmythinking.Evenifitisadog,youcan’tforgetit.Sothesedays,wefeetherthebestfood. 　　Thenightbeforetheexamination 　　Theclockstruckelevenatnight.Thewholehousewasquiet.Everyonewasinbedexceptme.Underthestronglight,Ilookedgloomilybeforemeatahugepileofthatdisgustingstufftheycall“books”。 　　Iwasgoingtohavemyexaminationthenextday.“WhencanIgotobed”Iaskedmyself.Ididnotanswer.InfactIdarednot. 　　Theclockstruck12.“Oh,dear!”Icried.“TenmorebookstoreadbeforeIcangotobed!”Westudentsarethemostwretchedcreaturesintheworld