He still remembers when he saw Little Rebo, bundle of joy and cuteness. Rebo was adopted when he was Five. He loved Rebo and played all day long, someone to cherish his presence. Rebo came to live with Dave ever since and bond was beyond imagination.

Dave sobs continued, she went to him and putting her little hands over the bruises, and stared at the blood dripping from the cuts. Dave kept crying looking out of the window and saw his dad leave in the car.Wiping the tears the little girl sat beside Dave and stared at him. Dave hugged the little sister in the white beautifully furnished and painted house, wishing to be Home one day.

She Slapped me, My eyes suddenly shifted from her smile to the concrete pavement of the road. Holding my cheek with my hand I looked at her.She has folded her arms in rage.I saw at her face she was annoyed looking at me.

Her name was Jeremy, I nicknamed her as Jerry. For about two years we were like Tom and Jerry hard to live without and totally mad at each other. We played a lot, our friendship came with so many Joys and so many me gazing her like Cupid moments and hugs. She loved to hug. It was more than friendship less than a Love bond. Something I called Life.

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