THE REASON WHY I SUPPORT EUTHANASIA In memory of a great friend… She runs on the ocean’s shore after a bright red Frisbee. The waves are breaking on her four legs, the wind is blowing on her long ears, and the sun warms her back. She is full of life, expressing happiness and joy on every strand of golden hair. She then returns, the red Frisbee covered with sand and drool, her eyes are …showed first 75 words of 833 total…

…showed last 75 words of 833 total…can’t feel her breathing anymore. I can’t feel her pulse. She finally reached peacefulness from this horrible and painful disease. A tear rolls down my face, but a very small smile peaks from my lips. Now I know I’ve done the right thing, I’ve let my 6 year old friend rest in peace. (I wrote this essay covered with tears, with a wagging tail under my chair.) Based on my true story…