by Tori Clemmons
(Hamlet, Indiana)

My name is Tori. When I was 13( I am 15 now) My dad found baby rats. There were 2 of them, that I knew of. But Only one made it. His name was Dope. He was my baby forever and always. I took him everywhere with me, and he lived a great life. But One day I can home, and he wasnt acting right. So I didnt play with him, I ran and told my dad. He said that he wasnt going to pay $100 for a rat that cost nothing. So later that night, I can home from my Boyfriends and we found him. i balled my eyes out so much. He was only a year and a half. Im still not sure how he died. But I would love to find out.

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