Fiction

The Red Door

No one wanted Buddy, and his time was almost up

Image by 25701 from Pixabay

I wish I could tell them, the people outside the dog cage. I daren’t call it my cage. I don’t want to belong to it. It’s a cage, cement blocks for walls, bare cement with a drain hole in the floor and rusted metal bars with a latch I can’t open. I’ve tried.

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