Friday, August 07, 2009

Sparky has been very naughty today

Today, Sparky has been very very naughty. I will spank him tonight so that he can never bark at anyone else again.

Sparky today in lift, one old man inside ask me he how old. He’s 4 years old. He never barks at old man. The old man is good person. The old man is a friendly person, Sparky knows.

The 3rd floor, the auntie came in. The auntie is my neighbour but I never greet her. I don’t like to greet anyone because I think call people Auntie sounds too old and I don’t even know them well.
Not sure why though but Sparky suddenly bark and want to pounce on the Auntie. It was a good thing that I was grabbing the leash very tightly. I squat down, cornered Sparky and pat Sparky to make him calm down so that he will not bark.

I’ve reached the floor, the Auntie is my neighbour, she goes out of the lift same time as me.

The Auntie began screaming at the top of her lungs. The Auntie began shouting. I stayed at my house, I feed Sparky. I am extremely angry. I am not a rude girl, I want to say sorry, I don’t want them to take Sparky away.

The Auntie tell the other neighbours that Sparky will bite, Sparky is a bad dog, I am a bad girl, I have no manners, my name is Sabrina, I am a bad girl, I am extremely rude, I don’t have any manners, I don’t know how to say sorry, she is scared of dogs, Sparky bark her, I have no manners, nobody teach me.

I hear these words clearly. My anger turns to fear. I ran out without my shoes, I say, Auntie, I am sorry. I cannot say sorry just now because I need to pat Sparky so that he will not bark again. I am sorry sorry sorry.

The Auntie still continue to scream, I ran back to my house. Daddy went out. I don’t know what did Daddy say. I saw Sparky. I hate him. I beat his buttocks, I hit very very hard, I spank and spank. I vent my anger and fear on him. I kick him. I hate him.

Sparky ran all the way to his kennel. Daddy came back and want to pull him out. Sparky growled.

I sat at a corner and I cried. I feel very fearful. I don’t dare to see the Auntie. I hate her, I don’t want to live with neighbours. They are all very very scary people, they want to take my Sparky away.

I feel very very fearful, I am very very scared. I cried all the way to work, I cried when I was working, I cried when I think about going home. I hate to go back to my house. I don’t know what will happen next. I don’t want to see that Auntie. I am scared of her.

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