Today I was allowed to go driving with my brother Dave to the big, blue shopping centre. We parked the car between 2 white, big cars that looked like utes. As we walked through the door, we saw a mum frantically looking for her lost child screaming “George, where are you?”.

She was really loud, so we walked past her on our way to the veterinarian as we were picking up our Rottweiler, Gemma who was there because she had something wrong with her belly. We were worried and hoped that she would be ok. I tried not to be scared.