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Charlie and the Boy he Left Behind

Even though the sky was tainted bright, within the mind of the boy was an immeasurable agony. He had just lost his friend, his best friend. A feeling unlike anything he has ever felt and so he began to cry and wail from the pain. The mother smothered him and cried with him.

She was heartbroken at the sight. Heartbroken that her little boy had his first experience with loss and it had to be this way. Her husband hadn’t known the news yet as he was still at work and would not be home until five.

Charlie had always been by the boy’s side. Sharing the best moments together, like the first time he’d seen the ocean. That was a playful day full of laughter and joy. Or the time the boy had his first sip of soda. Charlie was there smiling at the face he made from fizzle the boy felt on that sip. Or the very first road trip as a family, Charlie was the first the boy thought of as his plus one.

Not only was Charlie there for the good. He was there for the bad too. When the little boy fell from his first try at stairs. When the storms would thunder in rage and he couldn’t sleep, his parents would allow the little boy to call Charlie so he wouldn’t be alone. When he broke his arm, Charlie also kept him company, specially during weekends since there wasn’t any school.

Charlie was smaller than the boy, but they shared the same energy, the same hunger for adventure, and even at times the same literal hunger.

They were inseparable and so the pain he felt was understandable. Charlie was his closest friend and now he was almost gone.

Charlie had his own story too. When he was born, he was a healthy, well-looking boy. He had four other siblings and even still, his mother would not have any favorites and loved them all equally. It was a home full of love, and it reflected in Charlie.

His mother died not long after his birth, and so Charlie was taken in by the Wilson’s , the boy’s parents, as a foster. He needed a few months to get better since when they found him and his siblings, they were holding on to their mother but she lay there lifeless, and the little ones were unaware of the situation due to their innocence and inexperience. They hadn’t eaten for a day or two and since they were small, their bodies were malnourished.

The little boy and Charlie did everything together, and to see him leave through the door was nothing less than tragic. Charlie’s charm had captivated many people’s hearts, and it wasn’t long before there were many applications to adopt him.

Within weeks, a quick recovery and what seemed like endless veterinary appointments to get him back on his feet, he was ready for adoption.

A loving family of three was ready, two states away and they drove all the way to pick up Charlie. That morning they arrived, they were supposed to arrive at night, but from the excitement, they made the drive over night.

The boy loved him, even though he couldn’t verbally say it, his eyes and face could tell it all in a more powerful way that any word could ever express.

They knocked, the two families greeted each other, and the boy even played with the other family’s daughter. It was a joyous occasion, until the boy realized that all of Charlie’s toys and his bed had been moved to the strangers’ van.

Mom carried the boy in her arms and said,

“You have to say goodbye to Charlie now sweetheart, he’s going to his home now.”

Of course the boy couldn’t make out the situation, but as always, he ran to Charlie when his mother let him go and gave him a hug.

Before he realized it, Charlie was in his cage, he was being loaded onto the van, and he watched it all happen before his eyes.

As the van drove off, the mother said, “He’s going to his forever home now.”

The boy at learning age could probably only make out the words coming out of his mother’s lips as,

“He’s going… forever now.”

Charlie was a beautiful puppy, he had an electric energy about him. He was smart, loving, and if you looked hard enough into his eyes you could feel him understand you. Maybe that was what the little boy could feel from the entire time they spent together. But as fosters, eventually he found his loving home, and even though Charlie would be happy and in a perfect place with his new family, all the boy could think of was the instant pain. He was after all, a little boy.

Even though the sky was tainted bright, within the mind of the boy was an immeasurable agony. He had just lost his friend, his best friend. A feeling unlike anything he has ever felt and so he began to cry and wail from the pain. The mother smothered him and cried with him. 

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