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Big Blue Building Descriptive Writing
The Big Blue Building
The big cars were rushing by so fast. They were so loud, and I was so scared. I walked down the alley to hide behind the big green metal dumpster with all the rancid smelling trash inside of it. I tucked my tail and tried to stay warm as I hid from the cars and those villainous humans walking past. As it got darker, I started to doze off. I tried to stay as awake and on guard as I could, but I was just so exhausted. I had been running around all day trying to find a safe place after I had finally escaped the dreadful place I was in, even though I left so many of my friends behind. I was woken up by the bright morning sun reflecting off of a window from a building nearby. Thankfully I woke up because some people in big jumpsuits came by with a tremendous truck that started moving the dumpster I was hiding behind. As they approached me, I ran as fast as I could out of the alleyway and darted out onto the sidewalk. So many people were looking at me, I didn’t know what to do. That’s when I saw an old friend. I knew him when I was just a small puppy. We were both in that dreadful place where the humans treated us so terribly. It wasn’t much longer than a few months after I met him that he escaped, like I had just recently. I hadn’t seen him for months and I almost didn’t recognize him attached to that rope thing that a
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That’s when I saw it--the big blue building. As I approached it, I heard many barks. Some said “Hello!” and some said “Adopt me!” However, I didn’t hear anything negative, which was weird because the last place I was that kept a whole bunch of dogs inside was the dreadful place where we all wanted to escape. I walked up some stairs and looked in through the glass door. I saw a few people standing behind a desk. Standing in front of the desk were more people, some big and some significantly smaller, younger

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