May be.A Story by anxiaI am so sorry I let you go. Even with a heavy heart, I had to. 'NO', I said peremptorily when I was asked if we can keep you. I don't know if you heard me say that since i was inside the house as you waited out in the newly extended part of the house. It was just the place for you to stay you probably thought when you entered- open windows, sand, bricks, chunks of wood lying around. I remained unaffected and unwavered to the many pleas of my nephew and impervious to the arguments my sister made for you. When I heard your whimpers I repressed myself from coming to see you. It is only when my sister decided to give you food against my wish that I came over , that to kick you out. But the sight of your cute little inculpable face melted my heart. But It only lasted a while before I returned to my stubbornness. Your last thread of hope must have been torn away when I shouted you to stay far afield as you scampered about . That was the last time I saw you. May be you thought I was ornery. I mean who wouldn't, after how unrelenting I remained about keeping you? If only you knew my past. Maybe. I had someone like you some good old years back when I younger. I was naive and my heart, untried, was full of love; for everything and for him. Then it happened. We lost him. All the love turned to hurt and the hurt to the decision: the decision not to have any one ever again. Life presents troubles naturally. I don't want to aggrandize them by adding up my own unnecessarily. Hope what I did turned out to be good, dear cute puppy.
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