Dear Sam ( AKA Jimbo Manzwater) (*Confidential)

Sam, she is gone. I tried to stop her, I really did, but she was to fast. She was gone in the blink of an eye. She got in my way while I was running the sled. When I cam toward the finish of my run, she jumped out in front of me. I stumbled and tripped and tried not to fall on her. She jumped and bit me Sam. However, we both did not fall. I did not know what to do. I looked at my arm to see the mark, but when I looked back all I saw was her fully sprinting down the field toward the school. It eye watering news, but we have to face it. Your dog Izzy has ran away. I yelled " Izza" over and over, yelling for her to comeback. I even tried chasing her, but she would not come. For some reason I had carrots in my pocket and I threw them at her, but not even that could stop the great Izzy. I am dearly sorry Sam and I hope you find your missing dog.
Your friend,
Abdul

Rejection

One may feel rejected at times. One such example of this is when playing a pickup basketball game. Usually, the worst player is picked last to be on a team. This, obviously, is the player that feels the most recognition among everyone else that is playing. He is always skipped over, again and again, until it comes down to him. The thing that might bother him the most is the fact that he is constantly ignored time and time again, and this builds up into an emotional bubble of sadness over time, in which the individual feels rejected, even after trying to be accepted time and time again. The others make this individual feel bad about himself and maybe his physical qualities due to always being picked last for the game. It is never good to feel or be rejected and no one should ever have to be.