There was a low sound, a real low sound, my tail was starting to feel numb, and it seemed like I could not stand up anymore, I was exhausted and I could feel my pulse all over my body.

Little by little I recognized the sound, it was Rocky, barking with all he had, the small humans left me alone and started running to get him... I knew he was already tired, he did not even run away from them, he only remained standing while looking at me.

His eyes looked at me, it meant "Live on," I tried standing up and dragged my body somewhere they could not see me. I hid inside a can with a marking of NIDO.

The only sound I heard after a while was. "Woof!... Urfff!!!"

I did not know what happened to Rocky... but it seemed like I would not be seeing him anymore... like my mother.

I heard the small humans laughing and some words that I could not forget "How boring."

I rested for a while... for the first time, I pitted myself, I looked in a near stream seeing myself also covered with the same liquid as my mother did. I realized that my head hurt so much.

After a while, I walked back to the same way where I came from, I rested if I couldn't move, then moved again when I could... It seemed like a day had passed just like this. The shadows of the wall were starting to grow taller...

Suddenly something cool drops on my head. It felt so soothing but my body was aching. It started to rain, and unlike before, the rain soothed me, relieving me of the pain in my body... how funny, all of my limbs felt numb......

(Change of POV)

Raining... it was raining, and a small dog embraced the ground soothing his wounded head. It felt good but not as good as his mother's warmth, the way she kindled him, the way she cared for him.

There was nothing more cold than what he could feel right now.... he wished that this cold rain would take him away, back to his mother and brother.

The ripples of traces of the rain start to grow lightening up the puppy's face which was already out cold. A car stopped in front of him, and a woman came out with a small towel on her hands, she used it to cover the puppy and she took him into her car.

The puppy felt a warm embrace around his wet body, it sure felt the same when her mother pulled her closely, but it smelled different, he let out a small cry calling out to her mother.

"Uuu"

<--->

She was not that pretty, rather she looked very kept and healthy, and that's all that mattered to her. Her hair was in a high ponytail and it shook as she moved. She was jogging around the neighborhood as per her usual routine.

Her name was Sarah, it was still early and she heard some kids playfully screaming and running around, but the small sound of an animal cry was what made her stop.

Sarah: "Hey guys stop it!!!"

She didn't like it so she scolded the children but they kept telling her that the dog tried to attack them first before. The children left laughing at each other. The dog was already past its limits, it was already dying.

A street cleaner passing nearby saw Sarah, the man approached her and told her.

Man: "You don't have to bother, I will properly dispose of it,"

The man called it an "IT". it was a cold way to put it, Sarah continued to jog around.

The next day, the same thing happened, the same kids were kicking this time a puppy bloody with a wound around its body.

Sarah: "You guys again?"

Kids: "How boring!! Let's go!!!"

The kids without further ado ran away from her as soon as they saw her. She quickly ran down to check if the puppy was alive or not, it was covered in bruises and a bit of blood but it didn't hide the brown spots on his body, it was quite hideous. She picked it up and ran just 2 blocks away from where her veterinarian friend lived.

The veterinarian's name was Mark, and they have been friends ever since they were a child.

She rang the bell and a tall man with glasses quickly answered, he opened it and saw Sarah and a small puppy.

Mark: "What happened to that puppy?"

Sarah: "Some kids...hurt this little one."

Mark quickly let her in to treat the puppy since it seemed like it was on the verge of death. Mark promised her that he would be taking care of the puppy she found. She hurried out.

Sarah was fuming, even though they were children it was unforgivable, if it was her father he would have beaten her to the bones.

She wouldn't let the second time pass by and she was very familiar with the neighborhood but it still took time for her to find the parents of the children, she made sure that they would be scolded if not reprimanded.

That day she was late for work, it was almost a half day luckily she convinced her team leader to just look away that day, but she had to work overtime to pay it off equally.

Her boss was really harsh, working as an Accountant was taxing but was something that she really loved, she really liked numbers.

Driving back to her house that night, it started to rain... in her mind, she could not remove the thought of those kids beating off a puppy out of boredom.

Just a few more blocks, in a corner she turned her car, and the lights from her car revealed something.

A small puppy clinging to the ground, the rain has washed away the blood on its face, revealing a small wound on its head. Seeing this, her body voluntarily moved out of the car, taking a towel from the back seat.