“Brother, Brother don’t leave me! Don’t leave me!” I turned around I would never leave my brother, I apprehensively turned around keeping the hope that Doodle wasn’t hurt. Even though Doodle was kind of a virulent to me, always following me around being my shadow; I still love him even though he can irritate me. I had inferred that Doodle was hurt when I couldn’t see him anymore, I had lost all hope so quickly. Amazingly when I turned around I saw Doodle running up behind me. I had never felt so much pride in my entire, despite the rain pouring down on me I had never felt better. He was actually running! Moving him legs quickly pumping his arms as fast as he could, he was running! All of our hard work was paid off at that moment, us running together was a dream both of us didn’t think we would experience. Regardless to how happy I was reality soon hit me like a ton of bricks, this storm was not letting up in fact it was …show more content…
The next thing I knew I was on the ground, and there was no way I was going to get up. I must have tripped on something, I was seriously hurt. My time with Doodle flashed before my eyes. I remembered when Doodle first came home to the time at Old Women Swap when he was learning how to walk. The excitement everyone felt that day Doodle walked in the dining room, and the sadness everyone felt when he found that dead red bird. I’m such a hypocrite, all this time I was pushing Doodle and I am not even able to push myself through this. I began to think abstract, obscure thoughts no longer being able to discern one thing from the next. I suddenly realised what was happening, I was shutting down and I couldn’t stop it. I was dying, this was a valid fact. My family were going to have to find my in a ditch dead, I would never be able to say good bye. Doodle and I would never build that house at Old Womens Swap like we had planned, I was letting Doodle