I was walking back to my
house from school. Sally was just running along a few paces in front of me. She
ran out onto the road. Before I could react, a car flashed by, hit her and sped on without stopping. I
stood stunned. Some people started running towards her and formed a small crowd
around her. I slowly walked towards the spot. I saw her surrounded by a pool of
blood. I let out a shuddering sob and swept her up into my arms……….
x-x-x-x
The sky was black with grey
clouds. It was drizzling slightly. The rain drops were softly touching my
cheeks as though telling me it was all right. It seemed as though the whole
world was mourning the loss of Sally.
They gently put her into the
casket and slowly lowered her into the ground. I watched silently. I felt no
grief; I was just enveloped by a feeling of numbness. I could not believe it
was Sally who was lying in that casket. It just could not be. My only friend
cannot just leave me here all alone.
I still remember the first time when I had
seen her. She had been sitting in a corner looking very forlorn. I had gone up
to her and had spoken kindly and softly to her. She had looked up at me and I
knew from that moment we were friends for life.
After that day we were inseparable.
I would tell her every secret, every small thing that had happened in my life. I
remember whenever I used to feel upset or sad, she would come up to me and just
by being with me she would make me feel better. I don’t know how but she could
sense how I was feeling
She was so charming and so full
of life and…….so beautiful. Everyone
fell under her spell. She made friends with everyone.
Whenever she
wanted something and she knew I was about to refuse it to her, she would look
up at me with her lovely deep brown eyes and I would not have the heart to
refuse it to her.
I remember the time me, Sally,
mama and papa went to the beach. I was so excited as I wanted to show off my
swimming to my mama. I swam out into the sea considering myself to be an ace
swimmer. Suddenly I found myself drifting out into the sea. I tried to swim
back to the shore but I kept drifting away into the open sea. I screamed for
help but my mama and papa didn’t hear me. I was slowly getting exhausted and
was swallowing a lot of water. Suddenly Sally came out of nowhere and started
pulling me to the shore. We reached the shore after what it seemed like ages to
me and immediately on reaching Sally collapsed with fatigue. That day me and my
mama and papa made endless fuss about her. She
was the hero of our family. After all, she had saved my life.
She was the best friend I
ever had, my confidante, and she meant everything to me. I will never ever get
another friend like her.
Tears began streaming down my
cheeks. I looked up and saw mama watching me. She opened her mouth to say
something but papa spoke softly to her,” Don’t stop her. It will only make her
bottle up her grief. Let her cry.”
And then tears fell down my
cheeks uninhibited. After sometime I slowly turned towards our car and got into
it. My parents followed and we started on our way back home.
I let the window down and
stared out. The wind cooled my hot cheeks. Every place I saw outside reminded
me of Sally. Memories…..that’s what they are now……just memories. Memories of
how we played outside day and night with just each other for company. Memories
of how she would never leave my side no matter what happened. Memories of her ever-smiling
face. Just memories remain……….But memories are all that I have now and these
memories will always remain in my heart. I will never be able to forget Sally,
my dog.
(Well, hello readers. This is my 1st attempt at a blog. So leave your comments and let me know how i did for a 1st timer .
This is a short story I had written when I was 12 years old. I thought my blog couldn't be off to a better start than with a story that is close to my heart)
(Well, hello readers. This is my 1st attempt at a blog. So leave your comments and let me know how i did for a 1st timer .
This is a short story I had written when I was 12 years old. I thought my blog couldn't be off to a better start than with a story that is close to my heart)
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