Walking home from school today I found this bag on the bridge, a grocery bag of sorts. Not entirely see through and smelling of death. On the tied part I noticed a paw sticking out. When I poked the bag with my foot all the flies took off and tried to land on my face.
I simply walked away when I got to about 3 streets from it. I turned around and walked back. I felt I needed to make sure it was really dead, kept thinking I could help it if it was still alive.
I tear the bag open with my pocket knife.
Now when you hear on the news, TV and such. "The body was found in an advanced decomposed state" is one thing.
When it flops out of a stinking bag covered in maggots, black blood with rotten holes for eyes. It really does give it a whole new meaning. I think it was a dog for it had a snout.
Well that's my bit of sunshine to share
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