Called a friend and a girl «Dog» was kind of... Strange. I knew it was her nickname and yet... Called a human «Dog» wasn't the best part of my life when I was stuck in their house.
Maybe I felt it was strange since I never saw her in action when she went outside for her job. She wasn't go for too long but every time she came back her hands were bloody, and she went in the bathroom. Who had ever saw a dog with bloody paws ? Not me.
Perhaps it was just me because everybody called her «Dog». It was the only name they had after all.
I tried to make them understand that they could invent some real names, but they disagree. They told me it was just an obstacle to their jobs. Since that moment I heard the Magician cried in the bathroom. Maybe what I said woke up something she wanted to forget. I thought «What I did wasn't worth it. Look at what you did.»...
However, one time the little girl named «Dog» got out of her bedroom and stood right in front of me when I tried to sleep. Even in the darkness she recognized the way until the couch.
«We think about my name. I will be Leslie Dawn. But be quiet about it. Everybody has to name me by my original name. Not this.»
It was the first time her smile wasn't scared me.
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Secret safe room
Short StoryThe world changed, people as well. In order to survive, a certain person accepted to join an organization and went to a tiny house, the secret safe room. Here is the journal at that time.
