"BILL!" I whisper yelled.
"the dog did it!" he yelled back.
"she WHAT?!" i asked shocked.
"it was on its leash, it ran off and bumped into the table... and it broke!"
" I don't believe you.. where is rosie anyway?"
" outside...." my fear was starting to bubble up.
"How did you get her outside??" I am praying that he didn't throw her again
"I learned from you not to throw her, so I shooed it outside!" I sighed in relief..
"Did you hurt her?" Bill shook his head." let's go get her and clean up this disaster of a room!" Bill nodded and walked outside, I followed. We proceeded to catch rosie, who was sitting, shivering, in a bush. I picked her up and put her in my jacket to warm her and got her inside as fast as i could.
Then me and bill (with the support of rosie) cleaned up the room. though, bill wasn't much help because he just kept playing with the stuff he found.
*I'm tired ima just do this.*