LOOKING FOR ANOTHER SKY.



-I will go and be re-born in another place.

Pardon me?

-I said, I will go and be re-born somewhere else, to re-start in another land, far, far away.

What do you mean?

-Exactly that. I'll go to other countries, where nobody would know me, and I'll change, I'll be different, I'll try to be happy, like never before.

But...would you leave everything you have here, your family, your friends?

-Yes! Nothing and nobody helped me to be happy.., well, except you my loyal friend, and now I will search for someone else to help me out, to help me to be happy in other lands.

Are you serious? You know that I don't like you making these kind of jokes.

-Of course! Never before had I talked more seriously than now and I am not going to change my mind, I won’t give up. I'll change this Sky for the one that destiny has prepared for me.

Mmmm..., well, if you've already decided, do it then! but please, take very good care of yourself, try to accomplish all your dreams. I wouldn't like to see you leaving now full of expectations and ambitious plans and greet you tomorrow defeated.

-Never! I'll demonstrate to you and everyone else that I can do it and one day I'll come back triumphant to visit you.

I hope so my dear master.

-I'll do it! And now my dear friend and confidante of many years, I shall depart, I have to say good bye. I'll remember and miss all the good moments that we've shared.

I will miss you too, master.

-Good bye dear fellow, I go because I don't want anyone knowing of my departure, not even my mother.

Take care please master.

-Don't worry, I'll be fine (Whilst embracing and kissing his friend's head with affection, his eyes filled with tears. Kissing good bye his only good friend..., his dog).

Good bye master (Whilst whining and shaking his tail).




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In the distance, and in a beautiful spring sunset, a very sad howl was heard, a howl that crossed the seas, went up to the sky, a howl full of sadness.

A howl that made everyone cry, the howl of a friend's broken heart.

Early that morning a cold and silent wind came along and with it a letter with tragic news. His dearest master and friend had died in a terrible accident.

The wind told him about it and the letter told his master’s family.

The sky that his master had always dreamt about was never found...or perhaps yes. Perhaps God wanted him to play with angels, flying above the clouds, flying free and happy as a bird. Perhaps God wanted him happy like that.


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"Haven't all of us at some point in our lives felt the need to leave our land, our Sky and go searching for a new one?"



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