It was a cold winter day and snow was falling from the stormy sky above. The clouds were black and the air was crisp. As I looked out the frosty window, cold to the touch, the first thing that came to mind was my grandmother. My grandmother is an elderly woman suffering from dementia at the age of eighty-three. She lives in a 1960s-style bungalow that is too big for her as she only uses about two rooms; one for sleeping and one for eating and watching television. I thought about going to my grandmother's house, because she would have been alone and scared. As I walked out the front door, closing it behind me, I thought, “I have to watch where I am because the ice is thick and deep. " I carefully stepped off the road making sure I was steady on my feet and not falling. I was wrapped from head to toe in clothes - my eyes were the only part of me that was visible. I felt like the abominable puppet of snow, for I was the only soul on the street. I didn't hear any birds or smell any smoke that day as if I were the only person left. Now I was a couple of miles from my grandmother's house, with wet feet, dry throat and cold body. The wind rushed up my spine as I suddenly began to shiver the weather took a dramatic change for the worse. Thunder roared like the ruling lion, lightning flashed and hailstones the size of golf balls began to pound my already weakened body. At this point I no longer felt able to continue my snow trip. As I turned the corner I was once again filled with joy as the sight of my grandmother's house brought back memories of hot chocolate and marshma... middle of paper... yes, yet I said nothing, not even when the The dog's life was in danger. I was forced into submission when the vet found sharp objects that looked like pieces of glass in his stomach; I had to tell the truth now. I took a deep breath and told my grandmother, she looked so upset and was extremely disappointed in me. Even though Butch recovered well and Grandma never mentioned anything else about this incident, I am the one who has to live with my actions and the outcome that could have been fatal. It took a few months before I revealed the full extent of my stupid actions and the possible consequences. Being responsible for causing emotional and physical pain to another was a truly heavy burden; However I learned a very serious lesson from this. I have learned that it is easier to tell the truth, no matter how difficult it may seem, because the result of not being honest could be disastrous.