i am a dog

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I am a dog…..

I open my eyes, and stretch my back legs, and all I see around me is dark and gloomy.

I’m laid on a cardboard box. With pieces of newspaper on me, trying to keep my shabby fur warm. I look next to me and I see my best friend, this scruffy old man, with nothing but ripped clothes, and a shabby hairdo. He’s laid on some bin bags, looking cold and needy.

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Back alley life, is not what I had pictured, I haven’t had anything to eat for days, me and best friend are lucky if we can manage to find some scraps of food amongst the dust bin’s, and bags that we lay on. I manage to emerge myself from my hard cardboard bed, I then scarper as fast as my legs will take me, to see if I can find anyone that would help a helpless dog in need like me, On the streets of New York. That is a rare thing you will find. But I try. As I ...

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