but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw something he thought was impossible.
‘ No… this can’t be happening.’ Rex thought as he stared at his daughters collar. It was ripped to shreds and was covered in blood. In the snow were signs of a fight. Most of the townsfolk took pictures with the newest invention around, the camera. The rest put their attention on Rex and stroked him in his time of need and because he was the miracle dog. He struggled out of the crowd of flashes and host of falling hands. Soul ran to him and nuzzled him. They walked to the comfort of Rex’s home and nuzzled each other.
‘ Soul, I know you’re upset, but I need to tell you something. That wasn’t Kiara’s blood; it came from the butcher’s meat closet. She’s not dead, she faked it.’ Rex explained as he stopped nuzzling Soul.
‘ Why would she fake her own death?’ Soul asked as the tears stopped rolling down her fur.
‘ I don’t know, but I’m gonna find her. Even if it takes eternity,’ Rex answered. He slowly walked out the door. Soul walked out the back door and sneaked into her house. Rex once again searched the alleys, but failed. ‘It's easy to feel like
you're all alone, to feel like nobody knows, the great that you are, the good that's inside you, is trying so hard to break through…’
Rex walked to the spot where the collar was. He sniffed it, but the scent was gone. He headed for home, as he would never be able to get his daughters scent before the next day. Two eyes watched him as he walked with his head hanging. Once he was out of sight, the eyes revealed Kiara, but with messy fur and bite marks all over her legs. She walked down the alley, avoiding windows and other dogs as they stared from a distance. She stared into a puddle as it started to rain.
‘Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
I am now
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
Someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all
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