Chapter 9: Memories 1/2

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Angel ran and ran, it seemed like she had been running all her life. After for what had seemed like an eternity, she stopped. Completely out of breath, she dropped to the ground.
"I can't go on anymore.. I'm too tired."
She moaned, her stomach growled.
"-And hungry" she added with a sigh.
She got up and slowly walked towards a nearby alleyway. She weakly kicked a trash can over with her hind legs. She sniffed around, looking for something edible. The smell seemed a bit familiar, like, a smell that's barely there, but it's still there.
Where have I smelled that before?
She gasped, realizing this is the alleyway where she met Scamp. Though she was exhausted, parched, and famished. She couldn't help but smile at the familiar sights.
"Oh Scamp."
She said, looking over at the trash can that he had fallen into after attempting to parkour.
She chuckled, walking over to the trash can. So many memories came rushing back to her.
"This just be your diploma, from the school of Hard Knocks."
"Yeah! I uh- just graduated!"
"Then you must know this move, any street dog would."
"Woah, slick move- I mean- that's kid stuff!"
"Yeah right."
"You got your own style don't ya tenderfoot?"

Angel smiled again,
"You really had me attached there, tenderfoot."

I have to end the chapter here because the fonts are acting up..  So this chapter will be a 2 parter! Merry Christmas🎄

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