#WritcoStoryPrompt9
The cry was faint but I heard loud and clear it as I walked past the dark bushes. My steps faltered. It was late and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source.
I stood there thinking in two minds ,to go and take a look or move on. The cry was of something in distress so I did not have the heart to leave it to its fate. I switched on my flashlight and moved towards the bushes. I heard a soft whimper and as I focused my light ,I noticed a little puppy lying there injured. As I moved closer to it to inspect its wounds I saw it was frightened. I touched him softly...