The Finder.

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*Guys i'm sorry they have been short chapters and all, but I'm going to try to do at least 1 chapter a day.*

I was in the forest looking and calling for help. Nobody was there, nobody to help. The dog was barley breathing and you could see its ribs. I looked at its collar it said "Rodger". I picked up the tiny dog and he tried so hard to breeth. I started running to the town from where I remember where it is.

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