'There's always Hope'
It was a cold and rainy night. A liitle boy called Asmar was standing under a shed waiting for the storm to pass. People with warm coats and umbrellas were passing by bristly ignoring the homeless seven year old boy. His tiny body was shaking while he was trying desperately to find a place to spend the night. Where should he go?How could he keep warm?
He removed his dirty raggy jacket and placed it above his head. He started running till he reached the end of the street, where he came across an abandoned shack. Asmar opened the door, saw it was empty and decided to spend the night.
He lay down on the cold ground and rolled his wet jacket into a pillow. As his muscles started relaxing and sleep was drawing him away, a snarl startled him. He stood up and tried to locate where the noise was coming from...through the shadows a cute small dog appeared.
-'Hey buddy! You live in the streets too? I 'm Asmar' It tilted its small head and waved its tail happily.
-'You 'll be my new friend. How do you want me to call you?' asked the little boy while caressing the dog.
-'Since you are a girl I 'll name you Hope! How about that?'
Hope jumped on the boy's lap and they soon fell asleep together. The animal's warm fur helped the child forget its hunger but Asmar's health was getting worse. He hadn't had a decent meal for ages.
Next morning, the sunlight sneaked through the cracks of the shackwaking them both up.
-'Let's go find something to eat, shall we?' asked Asmar but was unable to get up.Hope started licking him on the cheeks but the boy was too weak to respond. The little dog barked urging the boy to get up but he was unconscious. Hope immediately knew what to do. She ran as fast as she couldtowards the centre of the town. She soon saw two policemen patroling the area and found a way to make them understand that she needed them to follow her. Hope managed to lead them to the abandoned shack. She tried her best but was it too late? Was the boy still alive?
The policemen opened the door of the shack and were astonished to see a young boy lying on the wet, filthy ground...
Luckily Asmar was able to recover. hope was there at the right place at the right time and successfully saved the poor boy's life.
....If only she could do the same for all the children in need. The world is so cruel and merciless at times....but there should always be....HOPE
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Rosie Goulis
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