Friends Forever

[sorry but there is launguage sorry bout that]

*Sam's P.O.V*

Hi, I'm Sam. This is the story of how Kip (my dog) and I met. So here we go. :-)

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”SHUT UP YOU LITTLE SLUT!" my father said, throwing a punch and hitting my face for the hundreth time. I lived with a abusive/drug addictid/alcaholic father. It all started when my mother died.I grabed my shoes and I ran out the door. " Get back here you bitch!". I ran and I ran crying as I ran .Trying to forget about the world.None of my friends knew about my fathers problem. But then again I had no friends.

I was the shy girl at school. All I got was looks and laughs. People laughed at me because of the scars and bruses.It never semmed to stop.

As I ran down the road I saw a dog. One that just seemed to sit there and stare at my like it knew my problems,but as soon as I got close it moved , but didn't run. Kinda skidish like it thought I was going to bring it harm. It was female I knew that. When it turned I saw something I knew was abuse,animal abuse. Its whole left side was torn and scraped. And I knew it was not a wild dog because it had a collar. But for some reason we clicked like we understood eachothers problems. You are probably asking your self how do I know that this dog is being abused, I work at an animal shelter. So, once in a while we will get a dog or another animal that had been taken away from its owner because of the abuse.

**||sorry for starting a book with a depresing begging,and for the short chapter. I'm doing another book called Alone. It won't be as depresing. please check it out. THANKS.||**