I didn’t want my family to judge me so I walked past them with 2 cookies on my plate and 4 in my pockets
There was once a dog who was waiting faithfully for his owner.
He lingered at their meeting place, patiently awaiting his
return. But the owner was already dead. The dog didn't know
this, had waited for a long, long time, and one day, he could
wait no longer, and died.
Isn't that tragic?