As we were coming back from my exquisitely played soccer game we were happy and celebrating and eating the leftover, fiery distinctive Spicy Nacho Doritos. Then we got home. We were turned upside down and had gloomy and bitter feelings about what happens next. We picked up our dog.We definitely weren't happy or excited. The sadness was coming from the stench of my soon to be dead dog. We were putting my dog down. We get there and say to the lady at the front desk, Hello. She said to us hello back. She asked “what are you here for” to us. We said to her “to put the dog down”. And then my dad fell into a hole of sadness and started tearing up. That is the first time i’ve ever seen my dad cry Out here on this day of despair. The lady at the
