Witch (9)

This is a story from my childhood.

I visited my maternal grandmother’s house with my parents during summer vacation.

There was a puppy at my grandmother’s house.

Brown fur, innocent eyes, and a tiny body.

It was an adorable puppy.

I loved that puppy very much.

For a child, there wasn't much to do at Grandma's besides watch TV.

For me, who was terribly bored, the little puppy was a special friend.

So I spent a lot of time with it.

One day...