Corrina Phillips
I got a dog named Spot. It flinched at anything. One time when I threw a ball, it moved quickly. Spot just sat there. I was stunned. I gaped in surprise. I muttered to myself, ”He can’t do anything.“ The dog splashed me with mud. The dog just glared at me. I went inside. My mom was snickering at me. She said I looked like a legendary person because I was so muddy. She said I had to clean my room. I kicked a pillow. It was a fluke! The pillow landed on my bed. The dog came to help me. Maybe he is a good dog.