"OH MY GOSH MUM, MUM... This can't be happening... m-m... mum." Hasan falls to the ground.
"Honey whats wrong," she says running around the corner.
"Mum, I don't think she's alive." He picks up the dead dog that sits at the bottom the stairs, her long honey brown ears flops back onto Hasan's leg. "I don't know what to do, mum, she was my only friend." He hugs her in close.
"I know, I know, we just can't do anything about it."
"You sound like you hate her, I mean you do hate her, the only reason we kept her was because the person who gave her to us is dead he, your best friends dog is dead and so is she so be sad. The only thing you have left of her is dead can't you at least fell a little sad," Hasan said standing up from his sitting position.
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