Unique Friendship
“Come on Luna, get that ball. Yeah, good girl…!!” Robin used to play with her every evening.
Luna was a little puppy when Robin's father had gifted him. As they grew older, their friendship bond became intimate.
One midnight, she came in robin’s room and barked and then licked his face with immense love. That same day, Robin had blood vomit. He diagnosed with blood cancer. Six months later he died. Friendship from his side disappeared, but not from Luna’s. Sometime in evening, she would run and hide under his bed—hoping that he’ll come back for her to play.

English Microfiction by Parth Toroneel : 111025739

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