Personal Narrative: If I Left My Dog In The Dominican Republic

If I could relive a difficult situation it would be the time that I left my dog in the Dominican Republic.
Before I came here, a few days after someone went to my house. A friend of my mom. They went to get the dog; I did not realize how fast the time passed. My mother did not want to bring him over here because she didn’t know how my sister was living and if they would of let her have a dog in her house. However, my sister was ok with the idea of bringing him to her house. I was beyond excited at the moment but It was too late. We knew it takes a lot of work to bring a dog to the USA, a ton of paper work etc. Going back to the moment, I was destroyed inside. My tears were screaming ‘’Don’t go away’’. My poor dog was sad too but he couldn’t