Dear Bill Wallace,
When my dog died of course I was really sad, but I was ready to get another pet by that summer. My parents weren’t. Yes, it would be hard since my mom was pregnant, but it’s okay I could take care of it. I would feed it and take it on walks. They still wouldn’t let me. Why? I would ask myself, why won’t my parents let me get a dog? Your book No dogs allowed helped me understand that my parents had different feelings than me. That helped me be more considerate and understanding of their feelings and everyone else’s around me. I also learned sometimes its okay to cry.
My mom said we could get another dog when my little sister was older. I was upset by that answer, because she was only 9 months old. I turned to my sister. She was willing for me to play with her. I hated having to entertain her for a long time so I went over, and put her on her bouncing zebra toy that plays annoying music. That will entertain her I thought. Well, she thought it would be nice to read a book instead. So she comes over to me and sticks a book in my mouth and plops down on my lap. This made me mad so I put her back on the zebra and she started wailing. “What!” I kind of yelled at her. She kept crying. After a couple minutes I realized she’s just a baby and I remembered how Kristine felt all the time. I didn’t want to be like her so I read my sister the book to make her happy.
Then there were my friends. I would get mad at them too. One time I wanted to play a game on the computer that I thought was really cool with one of my friends. She didn’t want to though. I got mad at her and I didn’t talk to her for a long time. Finally, I realized it was no big deal at all. I apologized. She didn’t want to accept it, I could tell, but she was willing to be my friend anyway. You saved my friendship with her. I remembered Kristine, and how she acted to her friends. That saved me. My willingness to not be like Kristine saved that friendship.
Why doesn’t my stepdad want a dog? The same reason why Kristine doesn’t want another pet.
They don’t want to be hurt again. My stepdad isn’t exactly like Kristine though. We will get another pet someday. I would talk angrily to my mom, because I didn’t want to talk to my stepdad about it. I would get punished so I didn’t do it as often, but I was still really mad. Before your book changed me I was bitter. I found out that the reason I was bitter was because I didn’t really let my feelings out. I didn’t cry a lot when my dog died. I shoved my feelings down inside because I felt babyish when I cried. When I heard Kristine didn’t want a dog I was heart broken. I cried during your book from my own experiences, but it helped me. I let my feelings out and I felt better.
I would not have ever gotten over my loss if it weren’t for you. Thank you so much for writing this book because otherwise I would still be bitter to my friends and family. You really did change my life, making it better for not only me, but everyone around me too. I don’t know how I could thank you enough.