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When
I was younger we had this dog named Max.
He was the weirdest dog ever.
Once I noticed that my shirt was missing off my bed.
I didn’t think much of it then.
After a while more of my clothes, from my bed, were missing.
The rest of my family was missing clothes too.
No one knew where they all went, until, one night my dog woke me
up, because I could hear him walking around, so I decided to get up anyway
because I had to go to the bathroom.
When I turned on the lights, I saw my dog, with one of my shirts in
his mouth.
I followed him down to my sister’s room.
Our dog would take our clothes and put them underneath my
sister’s bed.
So, every time when we were missing some clothes we would go look
under our sister’s bed, and sure enough, it would be there. |