Chain

It has been a while I have not stopped by to take part in the 5-minute free writing challenge. Here is my contribution to today's prompt

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D: I know it sounds like I do not want you to get close to me when I speak, but I do. That is all I am asking you to do.

M: The sounds you make are so scary and threatening usually, they make me intentionally walk around your place so that I do not get startled.

D: Yet you came today and something is opening in our communication. I am finding it hard to breathe, and the only way to get this message out is through the voice that scares you away.

M: Is it because you are desperately trying to tell us to come closer and not treat you with distance and fear?

D: Yes. It is also my way of letting you know that this around me seems to be my territory and that though you might be stepping onto it, you are welcome.

M: It looks dirty and cold alone here for you.

Dog: It is, and the more I bark, the shorter this chain seems to get, the harder it is to breathe sometimes.

Me: It's funny how I used to think of you as dangerous and felt like keeping away.

Dog: I guess the sign on the front gate does not help either.

Me: I did not realize you could read...

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Thoughts that go through my mind when I pass by the beautiful, scared, black dog. He is chained in an empty room by the little house at the end of the village. I pass him by on our hikes that connect several villages around here. My husband stops and pets him.