The Saddest Distress
CHAPTER 1
“Yay!” I yelled, as my dad agreed to get us fish; our first pets. Sunday morning, 8:30 a.m, after church. If given a choice, I would have bought a dog instead. We picked 2 goldfish. The shop owner said with a huge smile “No chocolates” as he handed us the fish in a small plastic bag. On our way back home, my sister and I took turns holding the bag. It was so exciting to...