The Lost Dog

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Chapter 1

In the woods there was a dog whimpering and whining. He was all alone except a little girl about 5 years. She lie by him looking scared and lonley. She watched me carefully as I staggered to my knees. With tears dripping down my face, I stared at her. She looked lost and like she wanted to run. I desperatly grabbed the dirty, warn out dog and pulled close. I noticed its leg had been broken and bleeding VERY BAD. He whined more and gave the girl a look of sadness and hurt. She finely said something "I am sky my dog is hurt can you help him?" At that moment I saw

something else in his eyes; far worse than sadness or hurt, demons.

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