Two Sides-Personal Narrative

One night my dad called me down stairs. He looked down and up and down again, looking frustrated and upset. I had no idea what was happening. He looked at me with the straightest face he could ever make. “Megan, I need you to make a decision.” “Okay”, I said curiously. “Ruby hasn't been acting like she usually has and hasn't been eating her food or drinking her water.” “Megan Ruby has cancer. We are going to the vet to see what they can do.” We were on the way to the vet and ruby puked all over the truck's seat. We went to the car wash to wash it out. All i could smell the rest of the way was puke. I plugged my nose the whole rest of the way in disgust. She could barely could get up, and breathed heavily searching for breath she couldn't get very well. …show more content…
I tried to hold the tears in the best i could. The vet asked me to leave the room so he could discuss with my dad what will need to happen. I sat there waiting impatiently needed to know what's going to happen. My dad come out with the saddest face and i knew it wasn't good. He told me we will have to put her down or give her medicine to help her live longer but she will still be miserable. I knew the right decision was to put her down to end the suffer. I couldn't hold in the tears anymore i cried like a big baby, and i don't care people were looking at me. A woman from the other side of the room came over crying and hugged me. She had to go through the same thing I did. I gave Ruby one last hug and told her goodbye.I left the vet a different person. I started being shy and depressed, and not my crazy self. I’m never shy and depressed but I became to be. Without my best friend here with me. I haven't been the