The Seven Foot Long Dog

My name is Molly O'Hare, and I am finally getting a dog. It's not just any dog, but one of the biggest dog breeds in the world. 

It all started back at the end of May, on the first day of my Summer vacation. 

I woke up bored that morning. My best friend moved away after Christmas and I didn't have any other friends to play with. I am an only child, so I don't even have a brother or sister to annoy. Mostly, I was lonely. 

I couldn't make friends at my school. The kids had formed groups back in grade school, and weren't open to letting new kids in. I had moved to Cut and Shoot, Texas at the end of fourth grade and had made a friend then, but now I was friendless. Since Michele moved away, nobody even talked to me. 

If I tried to talk to any of the girls in my classes, they just looked at me and walked away. It had been a miserable time at Creighton Intermediate. 

I was going to get a puppy, but that wasn't for another four to six weeks. I just didn't know what to do with myself until then...