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by Brittany Cline
There was a dog down the road from where I live now, and her name was Coki. She didn't have a blanket or a bed, she only had a cold doghouse that was never closed.
I took care of this dog because her owners just left her there, and in the middle of winter she froze to death.
Nobody really cared, except for me, she was technically my dog, I loved her so much. Her owners didn't care that she died.
I cried for days and I still do every time we go past where she lived. She was my Angel, and now she is gone. I miss her more then anything.
Goodbye my Angel, I love you.
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