It was a cold december day when, on my way to school I heard something strange coming from under my balcony. What could be that ? I asked myself. I went down on my knees and looked closer. It was a shock to discover a tiny little puppy, scared, almost frozen and most probably starving, looking at me like he was crying for help. I took him under my coat... He (looking closer, I could tell it was a ''he'') was shaking so bad he could hardly breathe.
I started to cry, thinking about those heartless people who could abandon a creature so small out in the cold weather... I decided to take him home and also chose a name for him. He was definitely LUCKY that I could find him before it was too late !
In the next few mounths we became inseparable friends, I would take him everywhere, even to school. My colleagues fell in love with him instantly. My parents adore him. And I don't feel lonely anymore ! As a huge gratitude, he loves me unconditionally, even when I'm sad or maybe I don't have enough time to play with him...
