As I was reading chapter sixteen in The Adventures of Tom Sawyer there was one thing that I could really relate to. This was when Becky starts to miss Tom. Becky didn't know how much she liked Tom until he was gone. When I was in 5th grade I had something that meant the world to me; it was a dog. She was named Cricket because she would jump whenever she would meet a new person. I spent time with her and sometimes took her for a walk. But there would be some weeks where I wouldn't pay any attention to her. I would just be busy, I wouldn't have time to throw the ball with her or take her on a walk. After a couple years of owning her I began to spend less time with her because every new thing eventually loses it's interest. I would never take her for walks anymore and I would rarely throw the ball to her. One day she went missing. We stay out all night looking for her but we just couldn't find her. The next day we got a call. She had gotten hit by a speeding car. We rush over to where she had gotten hit. Ten minutes after she got hit she passed away. This relates to the book because when my dog died I felt the same feeling as Becky felt. Becky was mean to Tom and neglected him, but when he "drowned" she was sad. She wanted him back and she ended up getting lucky. One of Mark Twains greatest talents is the ability to relate his writing to his readers. This makes the book fun. But this also makes you think about your life and reflect on yourself. This style of writing is what makes Mark Twain and brilliant writer.