Eng 110: Essay on Losing My Lucky

Li 4

Isabel Li

Processor Steven Acton

ENG 110

12 March 2013

Losing My Lucky

When I was six years old, I was playing with my beautiful doll on a sunny day. My mother came to my room, and she brought a lovely dog to me. It has black and white with curly fur, had round and bright eyes, and is so small that I could hold it in my arms. I was so happy that I asked her, “Is it a present for me?’’ She smiled kindly and said, “Yes, I think you need a friend to play with. I hope that you will be very happy.’’ Finally, my mother named the dog “Lucky” because she expected that I would be lucky all of the time. We happily made a comfortable house for it. I was so excited that I couldn’t imagine that my mother would take my dog away in just a few weeks.

I had a good time playing with my Lucky. First, we got up together, and ate our own breakfast. Then, we did some exercises, such as running. At night, my mother gave me a bath, and we gave Lucky a bath too. Finally, we fell into a deep sleep.

I thought that Lucky would be with me forever but, since something happened, that would not be true.

One day, I suddenly wanted to sleep in Lucky’s dog house, and I let the dog away from its house. Next, I lain huddled up in Lucky’s house, and prepared to sleep. A few minutes later, my mother took me out from Lucky’s house. She said irritably, “Why did you stay in its house? It is too dirty, and you will be ill.’’ “We gave Lucky a bath, and we cleaned up the dog house every day, so it is clean enough,’’ I answered in surprise. “It also has a lot of bacterium. If you still do that, I will take it away, ’’ She answered. In the end, she left the room.

Lucky and I looked at each other for a few seconds. Then, Lucky came over to me, lain down beside my feet and rubbed them. Lucky’s bright and black eyes looked very pitiful, and it seemed that it knew what my mother had said, however, Lucky didn’t want to leave our home yet. I was moved by it, so I told myself that I would protect it forever. I was afraid that my mother would take Lucky away, and I was worried about that all the time. I stealthily observed my mother to make sure that she would not take Lucky away in a short period of time. At last, I rested assured that Lucky wouldn’t be taken away, and lived with Lucky like before.

After a few days, Lucky made a big mistake, and it made my mother take it away. On a nice day, I walked my dog Lucky in the yard of my house. I was eating a sausage which my mother bought for me. I took a bite of the sausage, and put my hand that was holding the sausage down. Since I wasn’t aware