"Paris, what are you doing outside? I wanted you to help me bake. No dessert for you then because you weren't part of making it." said the short, plump woman.
"I am so sorry, I was just getting some fresh air," said Paris, the girl.
"Sorry doesn't give back your dessert, you still can't eat it." said the woman.
"Yes, I know that, I wasn't trying to get it back." said Paris. "But I have something that I want to show you first." Paris said.
"We have so much to do, I can't go and watch you play with your dolls now." the woman said.
"Yes, we do have a lot of work, now run along." said the man.
"No it is not dolls, it is a dog." said Paris.
"Oh, a dog doll is still a doll, Paris." the man said.
"It is a real dog," Paris said.
"Oh as if, we don't have time for your silly toys, Paris," said the woman.
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The Life of a Stray
General FictionA happy family dog runs away and totally regrets it. He is now a lonely stray and has no one to care for him. Will he stay a hate, lonely stray for his whole life or will someone recanise his good side and adopt him. Come on this adventure to find...
