I can see someone, I can see my father coming towards me
"What are you doing here?" he asks, shockingly, staring at me and then at Bravo
"Is it blood? What happened to Bravo?" He asks, I know it's in my brain too, I know it's not my father, it's my illusion, I don't even know what's real anymore, is he really my imagination?
"Are you real?" I ask
"What? What the fuck are you saying? Of course, I am real" he said,
"We gotta take Bravo to the hospital, here give him to me" he said, I hand over Bravo to him,
"Let's go" he said
Now
I can see you outside of your house, standing there and smiling back at me, you wave your hand to me, were you waiting for me, Luci? I went closer to you, you are smiling,
"Welcome back" you said, we went inside, anyway, I was talking about Bravo, right? Yes, so Bravo survived that day and lived many years more until he passed away a few years back, he was a good very dog, my sister cried a lot at that time, I know it hurts so much when a pet died