Glass Shard

A shard of glass pierced through the sole of my chappal, and ran through it. It kissed my feet. My worn out and green chappal had a dark and dirty stain from the blood dripping on to it.

I was still walking my dog Snoopy, so I had limp back home dragging him back before he finished his deeds.

I washed the blood, listened to how I get everything wrong and watched myself eat.

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