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Some newspaper articles recently said about a heroic black dog that has saved people and animals' lives like this:
Episode1:
On September 9th, a black dog rescued a child from being nearly run over by a wagon on a busy street. Soon after that, the dog disappeared somewhere.
Episode 2:
On October 15th, a black dog rescued a cute cat from being swallowed by a huge snake in the garden of a house by biting it to death. Soon after that, the dog disappeared somewhere.
Episode 3:
On November, 30th, a party lost their way in a deep mountain shrounded in fog, when a black dog appeared and led them to a village at the foot of the mountain. Soon after that, the dog disappeared into the forest.
Episode 4:
On December 21st, there broke out a big fire in a village. A black dog rushed into the burning house and brought out a baby-girl in his mouth. She was crying but unhurt. Soon after that, the dog disappeared into a crowd.
People started talking about the brave black dog.
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At a midnight in winter, I was exhausted both mentally and physically. I missed my old doghouse and the people who'd loved me before. I was in front of my owner's house before I was aware of it. A white moon was shining brightly over me. It was very quiet; all the family members must have been sleeping in their own room. I found my doghouse just like as it had been. Soon I fell fast asleep in it. In my dream, I confessed to the moon.
"Dear Moon! I left my best friend in the lurch. It may be why I became black all over. I hate being a black dog. I'd rather die than be a black dog forever. I've tried to be brave to death: jumping into the street to save a girl; attacking a huge snake for a cat; going into a deep mountain to lead the people who lost their way; rushing into a burning house to save a baby. Every time I've been ready to die. But I'm still alive. I tried to commit suicide once, but it failed. It seems death always avoids me and passes away from me. During the days I've never forgotten my owner and his family. I have always wanted to see them. Dear Moon, I've come home all the way from the death traps. All I hope is to see the people I've loved again."
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"Wow!"
"I can't believe it!"
The next morning, children's voices woke me up. They were a girl and a boy who were stooping over my doghouse.
The boy cried in an excited voice,
"Dad! Mom! Come here. Whitie has come back!"
"Whitie? He is calling me Whitie?" I jumped out of the doghouse, and looked up at the children. The girl, who maybe thought I'd run away, held me in her arms. I looked her in the eyes.
"Wow, I see a white dog in her eyes. That's me, isn't it?" I cried with joy.
"'Whitie' is shedding tears," holding me tightly, she said to the boy.
"You are, too!" her brother smiled at her. (2010.6.1 With Itaya) Original 'Siro' by AKUTAGAWA Ryunosuke
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