a short story about rescuring each other

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Rescue Dog

a short story about rescuring each other



They think I am called "rescue dog" because they brought me home, saved me from a dark place of rust and concrete, a room that held no smells but urine and anger and fear.

They do not know that when I dream, I am one hundred feet tall.

I am brave and swift and fierce, and I chase away their sadness. I free all the small, scared things they cage up in the dark places inside them. I walk them out of their anger and fear and I bring them home.

And That is why I am called "rescue dog."

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Short story written by Peter Chiykowski

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Story prompt taken from a photo by Patrick Hendry

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