Marking brainliest too!
some might find this fun..
giving all of my points to anyone who can make this (my personal story) into a narrative poem
• a clear narrative sequence
• sensory language
• figurative language
• one verb in the conditional mood
“just like velvet, the fur of the little brown pup was so soft to the touch
the other, the spotted one had fur more like wire, brittle seeming
two little pups on my doorstep that sunday
it was june, the temperature was well into the triple digits, the sun was scorching
i was 10, what did i know about taking care of a dog? two at that
they were both little ladies, mutts. their breeds were unidentifiable but you could tell they were going to be big..
i begged papa to let me keep them, i was in love.
he told me they were mine, but outside they must sleep. i understood.
days, weeks, months on end we played, never thinking it would ever end
the 3 of us grew together, they taught me how to love and care
my girls i would call them, my girls and i it was
we ran, played, cuddled,
life was happy
until carlie, with fur like wire and spots for days, became ill
the vets told us she’d be lucky to have weeks to live
as time flew by she came inside, she slept with me
her illness, like cancer but not quite was taking over her body day by day. the weight loss was extreme
her puppy days were over, roxie, the velvet coated pup and i knew..
we loved and loved until her last day, i held her in my arms, whispered goodbye
only 18 months old, a baby still growing
weeks turned into years without carlie
life wasn’t the same
who would’ve thought such a short time together could’ve left such broken souls
times are better but will never be the same
to carlie i love you
to carlie i pray.”

There was a brown colored rose pup like a frown of my face. One had a touch of fur like wire, that statclly I froze. What was that felting feeling that felt so dreaming though brittle seeming?. That glorious one sunday morning 2 pups were looking meretorious. Today was June, oh yes it felt like a cocoon! It was dredingly hot like the triples of the sun crying onto my face. I was 10 oh if all the keningly feeling! how woulf I know to take care of a dog like these?  They were like little ladies, mutts. o'gradys!

Thier breed was undefinable but you could see that theyll turn so green! They were going to be big. Oh i do want a fig! I needed to have these adorable little pups! my heart was flourishing they looked nourishingly I complained to papa! He told me they were mine the pups looked fine! He told me out side they must sleep forthere I understood deeply. Days, weeks, moneths, on end we played never thinking it would ever end. It was never ending love! I learned to love and care, where the air lefted me with happines.. Me, my pups, and I played and played and played, the pups looked at me with jade blue twinkling eyes, we loved each other! Ontill misery and illness took carlie away. She was lucky to have lived for weeks. I loved her whispered to her, oh I would miss her wired coted fur. We loved her until it was over. oh it drove me to souro pain. Life wasnt the same. Who would’ve thought such a short time together could’ve left such broken souls. Times are better but will never be the same

To Carlie I love you

To Carlie I pray. To I have blessed her soul. "Goodbye Carlie" tears ran over my cheeks, and I was happy i saw her for the last time.

yes it is like you know me bro

the narrator closes the lantern tightly so the old man is

not awakened by the bright light

explanation: