As I play with my brothers and sisters in a small area, A man walks in, a man that I have never seen before, As he lifts me up I slowly but soon enough had the courage,I kiss him across the face as he laughs and speaks a langue that not even I can understand.
He then soon enough in braces me with a hug, I close my eyes and think, I think about him and me and how just by his soft warm hug I can tell that I have trust in him and that we can be together forever.
Soon enough we make it to a place, a place he seems to call home.
From that day on we lived together as he showed me love and affection I showed it back, he feed me, played with me, slept with me and showered me with his love as I showered him back with it.
Then one day he came home but not alone with someone else, I tried greeting her but all she did was push me out of the way.
From that day on she visited more and more till she had stayed with us.
Not long after that all the love and kisses that I had so desperately needed had turned into a world of yelling and hitting, I had felt so alone and replaced, I had felt invisible.
As the days went past it had felt that the older I had gotten the less love they had given me, I was no longer allowed to sleep with him on the bed but instead of me she did. So I was forced to sleep outside on the wet cold grass.
the lady that had lived with us had never seemed to like me, but it didn't matter because doesn't mean I couldn't love her. After a couple of days her stomach had grown, and it continued to grow as days past. For some reason though every time I had asked If she was ok, all she did was yell and scream at me.
Once both of them had left and didn't return for a couple of days, as I waited and Waited for their arrival, but I never gave up...I never really gave up.
I began getting hungry and cold and foraged for any and all food I could find around the house.
when they came back I was so happy as I waggled my tail as hard as I could and waited to be noticed. I then realized that there was one more human there a small one in that fact, one that was being held by the hands of the lady. As I stared at it and as it stared back at me.
It stayed with as from then on but I wasn't allowed to see it, every time I tried I would get yelled at and hit then kicked out and be left outside in the cold.
The small human grew up and when it began to walk it would play with me outside, it would rain me down with love once more,the feeling of love it has felt as if I nearly forgotten about it...to be loved once more was the greatest feeling I could ever have.
The small human was talking to me one day,I couldn't understand but by his facial expression I could tell it wasn't good, drops of water rain down his face and fell against the hard wooden floor. Not long after that he had been dragged out the door by the man, and the lady had left too.
I stayed there for a couple of weeks tell there was no food or water in sight...but I just don't understand is it something I did?, why did they leave?...I know there coming back...they have to...don't they?.
I decided to escape through the fly screen door, as I pushed and pushed till I had found my way out.
Maybe they can't find me....maybe they had lost me...what else could it be...they still loved me..right?..I had felt love once more....right?....or was it all a lye...it couldn't have been...could it?.
Each night I would dream of the days we used to have and the love we use to give to each other, sometimes I had though felt as if my reality was my nightmare and my dreams were what it still should be like. Each day I wait for the blanket of darkness to cover the sky so my memories of happiness can take over my mind,I think that's what keeps me going and I know one day they will love me again, but the truth is I will never stop loving them.
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A Story of a dog- it will get better
Short StoryA story of a dog-it will get better is about a thoughts of one dogs perspective and how it feels deep inside about its owner.