The man walked and walked.
He didnt know where he was going.
But he had somewhere to be.
That somewhere was with his friend.
Only if he could find his friend.
He came by a dog in a different neighbourhood.
It just sat there.
Staring.
The man crouched down.'Hello little dog, have you seen my friend?'
The dog stared.
'No, I havent.'
The dog replied and the man was suprised.
'You talk?'
The man asked.
'I do.'
The dog replied and went back to staring.
The man stood up straight and walked off again.
Searching for his friend.
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the man who lost his friend
Short Storyjust a short story about a man who lost his friend.