People always call me ugly, and it hurts my heart

 

I lie here in the corner of my kennel, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on my little heart. People always call me ugly, and it hurts my heart. My eyes are a bit bulgy, and my nose has a slight twist to it—features that make me different. But why do those differences have to define me? Every time a human walks by, I can see their faces shift, a look of distaste flickering in their eyes before they quickly turn away, as if I’m not even worth a second glance.

I remember the days when I was a puppy, full of energy and dreams. My littermates and I would tumble around, playing in the grass, our little tails wagging in delight. Back then, I thought I was beautiful, just like them. But as I grew, my features became more pronounced, and the laughter of my friends faded. I found myself alone more often, the other dogs avoiding me, and soon, the humans did too.

With every passing day, my heart feels heavier. I watch as people come to the shelter, seeking out the cuter pups with shiny coats and perfect faces. They point and smile, petting those who look “normal,” while I retreat to the shadows, trying to hide the tears that well up in my eyes. I wish I could tell them that beneath this so-called ugliness lies a heart that beats with love, loyalty, and a desire for companionship. If only they could see that!

Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to find a family. To have a warm bed to curl up in, a gentle hand to scratch my ears, and someone to call my own. I dream of running in the park, my heart soaring as I chase a ball, my goofy, lopsided grin on display for everyone to see. But then reality sets in, and I remember the looks of disgust, the whispers behind my back. “What an ugly dog,” they say. It cuts deep.

But even in my sadness, I cling to hope. I’ve heard stories of dogs like me who found their forever homes despite their imperfections. I dream of the day when someone will look past my appearance and see the love I have to offer. I want to show them that beauty is not just about looks; it’s about the warmth in your heart and the joy you can bring to others.

So here I wait, wishing, hoping that one day, someone will take a chance on me. I want to feel the love that every dog deserves, regardless of how they look. Maybe one day, someone will see me and think, “This dog may not be perfect, but he has a beautiful soul.” Until then, I’ll keep dreaming of that day when I’ll no longer be defined by my appearance but by the love I have to give.

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