My dog came home today. He died yesterday. I knew that something is wrong when he knocked the door but I just can’t hold it. I looked outside; everything seemed normal, as everyday goes. The sun shined with its green-y hue and the flowers sang with the smell of rotting meat. As he smiled, I knew that something isn’t right, but I just can’t figure it out.

Maybe if I can find my lost shoes, I can figure it out. But deep inside my heart, as I watched butterflies laughing under the dancing stars, I knew that something isn’t right.

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