I was separated from Black Berry, and right before she was gone she squirmed to see me, then when her new owner held her tighter she said: "bye... I sure will miss you."
Now that my daughter's gone, I have to live alone. My new owner calls me different names, but I like and understand my own name. Just because I've had a terrible past, that doesn't mean I'm terrible myself. In fact, a girl named Kiera Sherman loved me and Black Berry so much, she cried when I heard her mother say: "no. You can't have her."
I hope my owner's nice to me. I really want a great life. I want it to be as great as having Kiera as an owner. I would have had 99% fun with her, and I hope if my owner is not nice, I'll go back to have a new one. Now you know about Black Berry's miserable and heartbreaking divorce, and me and a little of my owner. Thank you for reading my news, called Gone.
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