They say I have to; it’s a mercy.
Yet, I don’t want to let you go.
Go run in doggy heaven.
Please remember me though.
You are a good boy.
I have no choice.
You’re in pain.
Go now.
Sleep.
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Sian N. Clutton
A horror and thriller writer at heart, who's recently decided to take a stab at other genres.
I sincerely hope you find something that either touches your soul or scares your socks off.
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This broke my heart so much 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Damn
So sad.