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🐕🦺People saw an exhausted dog coming out of the forest with a bag in its mouth. When they opened it, they were shocked by what they found inside.
The evening seemed like any other, until something strange appeared from behind the trees.
— “Mom! Look! The dog is carrying something!”
From the thick shadow emerged a limping dog. It wasn’t a ghost, but it looked like one.
Emaciated, skin and bones, ribs sticking out, patches of fur, tail down, trembling paws. Eyes — empty, pleading.
And in its mouth — a dirty, torn plastic bag. It held it as if it was everything it had left.
The dog didn’t make a sound. It just walked. Its body swayed, but inside burned a purpose.
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