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The Colombian Post Talk, Tell, Post - A gift at the sunrise

A gift at the sunrise

Today i want to share with you a Little part of my life, it’s a short and beautiful story whit a big surprise at the end. Let’s start

It all happened six years ago when my cousins, my uncle and i were in a beautiful town which name is Jose Maria. We decided to have a walk with the purspose of have an adventure and watch the sunrise from the mountains. The walk started at half past one at dawn and the moonlight was the only thingh that light our way. The walk lasted just about four hours that for us it was like half an hour because along the path we saw wonderfull thigs. Everything was amazing!

We were on yhe top of a mountain when the time that we all expected came, the sunrise was in  front of us. I coudn’t believe what i was watching. It was wonderful!. I can’t describe with words what i saw and i felt at this moment. It was a great privilege and just then wneh we were watching such a wonderful work of art, a beautiful gift arrives to our lifes. A cute black dog approached us, we caressed him and gave him some food. Then, it was time to go home so w ego back of the mountain, the dog followed us until we reached the road and a kind person help us to come back to Jose Maria, we couldn’t take the dog with us, however the dog followed us. That’s something i still can’t believe! We were traveling by car at high speed and the dog ran after us for just about fivteen minutes. When we arrived to Jose Maria all of us go out of the car and we went to caress the dog and gave him wáter. Well…Guess what?

Now the dog’s name is Black, he lives in Jose Maria and he has helped many people in a thousand ways, that is why everyone there knows him and takes care of him.

 

The End.

By Diana Sofía Coral I. I.E Sucre Ipiales (Nar)