Hello there. for the past few weeks for reading I had to do a story about Marley and Me (spoiler warning) in the scene that Marley died. I had to use short sentences and use descriptive language to try and make people feel something from reading this.
As the dog stops moving. Barely breathing. Tears fall from the face of a man, Like a dripping tap.
Francis thought about Marley, and all the great times he had with him. And all the bad ones too. Like the times we played fetch, but he just ran away with the ball.
Marley whimpers in pain, and so do I. I want to tell him it will be OK, but my throat won't let me. Like a tight noose strangling me. I’m sorry Marley, so sorry. my golden dog. My silly dog. My good dog. My big heated dog. It’s hard to move on. But it’s something we all must do. Even if it seems impossible.
Did you feel anything reading this? I hope you liked my short story.
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