Today is my birthday but I’m still alone, no one loves me

Sara Kome Mrs

Hanie was a solitary figure in the bustling city. A stray dog, he had spent his life navigating the harsh realities of street survival. Today, his fifth birthday, was a stark reminder of his solitary existence.

There were no birthday cakes, no presents, no loving pats. Instead, there was the constant gnawing of hunger, the cold bite of the night, and the loneliness that was a permanent companion. He was a shadow in the bustling metropolis, a creature existing on the fringes of human life.

He was a mere speck in the vast expanse of humanity, a forgotten soul in a world that cared little for its smallest inhabitants.

As the day wore on, a sense of despair washed over him. He found solace in a quiet corner, a place where he could be alone with his thoughts. The city lights were a distant, cold beauty, offering no warmth or comfort. He curled into a ball, his body trembling from cold and loneliness. In the darkness, he dreamt of a home, of a family, of the gentle touch of a human hand. But when he woke, reality was a harsh slap in the face.

Another day had passed, another birthday marked by solitude. Hanie was a survivor, a creature defined by resilience. Yet, in the depths of his weary heart, a flicker of hope remained. Perhaps, just perhaps, tomorrow would be different.

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