Little Janet Wanted a Puppy
Little eight year-old Janet was sitting on a white chair with her eyes fixated on the T.V. She was staring at a floppy eared puppy that was running around on the screen. She imagined petting it and walking it. She imagined it laying on the edge of her bed every night. She imagined having it as her best friend. A little furry companion to always be there for her. She was so thrilled to have one that she had to ask for one right now. She got up and ran into the living room where her mother was sitting down reading a book.
"Mommy, can we pretty please get a puppy? I really want one!" she chirped, grinning at her mom in an attempt to win her over. Little Janet needed this puppy, and she was giving her all to show her mom that she did.
"Honey, it's up to Daddy," her mother said, smiling at her sweet little blonde child. Janet frowned. Her father could be so stubborn. However, she was willing to fight to get a little puppy. Therefore, she waited until her father came home. When he arrived, she ran over to him and gave him a hug.
"Hello, Sweetie," her dad said with a smile on his face.
"Daddy, can I get a puppy?" she asked, while sticking her bottom lip out and doing her best to look utterly adorable. "Pretty, pretty please?"
"I don't think you're old enough, darling," her father sighed, patting her head.
She began to cry. She could not imagine life without a puppy. She planned out the name, the breed, the color of the leash and collar - everything. There was no way all that planning would go to waste.
"Daddy, please! I'll take care of it, I promise!" she whined, in addition to stomping her feet on the hard wooden floor.
"Janet, behave! You won't ever get a puppy if you keep acting like this!" her father snapped. Janet scrunched her face up and gave a final yell before stomping to her room and slamming the door with all her might.
It was not fair. After months of dreaming about a little puppy, her wish was stolen from her, leaving her poor little heart shattered. She wiped tears from her eyes. No, she would not let this happen. She would get a dog no matter what! She was not going to let her stupid dad stand in the way of her and her puppy.
Meanwhile, her mother felt bad. She would love for her child to have a family dog. She knew it would make little sweet Janet so joyful. Maybe she can sway her husband to get one... She would try to talk to him about it tomorrow when things would hopefully settle down.
The next day, her mother got up and walked to her daughter's room. She opened the door, and stood there, paralyzed with fear. She saw her child placing a bowl of water on the floor.
"Look, Mommy! I finally got my puppy!" Little Janet grinned, as she pet her father, who lay dead with a sliced off dog's face stitched onto his.
Credited to BlackBow
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