"Story 9"


I live in a small house in London. One day, while I was walking my dog, I accidentally stumbled and fell on the pavement. I hit my head and I lost memory of what happened afterwards. All I can say is that I woke up in my bed and now, I‘m not even sure whether I actually went for that walk with the dog. The day after the accident, I believed I heard someone talking. The tv was off and I live alone with my dog. There couldn’t be anybody else in the house. I was puzzled. I was sure the voice came from the sitting-room. I opened the door slowly; I couldn’t see anybody but the dog. Once in, the voice stopped. My dog came wagging to me. I said softly: “be quiet”. Then I heard that voice. It said: “Ok”. I looked at the dog jaw dropped and said: “WHAT?”. It answered: “I said, OK". (Gabriele G.)
I stood there speechless:" my dog ​​can.... speak?" I couldn't believe it. "I've got to go and get some coffee to wake me up a bit" I thought and I went straight to the kitchen. Afters a few warm, regenerating sips, I came back to the sitting-room and there it was, lying placidly on the sofà. It seemed as if Charlie was sleeping. His little paw covered its his eyes, but as soon he heard my footsteps, it stood up on the pillow wagging with joy. "Here is my boy!" I smiled, "it must have been a figment of my imagination due to that fall". I sat next to him and started to pet him gently. "More up .... aah, yeah! There! Right there .... Aah you're so good! " What? That voice was real! I jumped to my feet, took my dog and looked at him straight in his eyes: " Charlie, YOU can speak? But dogs cannot speak! I can't believe it! It's a dream... I must be sleeping, it cannot be otherwise! " I walked like crazy around the house with the dog still under my arm. At some point I stopped. I stared at my dog's face and said to him: " c'mon, talk!" And he did talk: "look" he said, "it's normal all animals talk". I fell heavily on the sofà: "... eeh now, what shall I do?" (Alice M.)
Still incredulous for what I had just heard I decided to go to a vet to see what my dog had. Charlie should be a simple beagle, how could he SPEAK!? I took a shower in arecord time, put on in a gray jacket, took the keys of my Mercedes and ... "Hey, Sarah, why are you in a hurry!" Charlie exclaimed while I was at the door to take the scarf. I turned, leaned towards him and took him in my arms: "let's go to the vet immediately because YOU are not normal!". After hearing those words Charlie seeme quite annoyed, but after all he was still a dog and could not do anything.
When we arrived at the vet's, Sarah was nervous about what the doctor might say about Charlie. Shee paused for a moment to think, while waiting for her turn and came to a conclusion:her dog could be the only one in the world to talk,so the vet could decide to call the media and maybe Charlie could be taken away from me forever". In the blink of an eye she got up from her chair and left the waiting room.
While he was driving back home, Charlie started talking again: "I did not realize you were so stupid," and Sarah replied, "But Charlie, how long have you been talking ?" And Charlie: " I have been able to speak since I was born , it's you who could not figure out what I said." Sarah stopped at the lights to think how that was possible:"Somehow,I'll have to deal with it."While Charlie was leaning against the half-open window, she saw Nicole crossing the street with her labrador Levis. "Hello Nicole" and jokingly added "Hello, Levis" and both in chorus replied: "Hello, Sarah". The light turned green and Sarah pushed the accelerator with a stunned face. "Did you see?? You did not want to believe it, but in truth all animals speak ... " (Edoardo P.)
When we arrived home I was still shocked,”I still can’t make out why I can understand you, I mean why couldn’t I understand you before,W..what happened?”-I asked-“Ok, let me explain it to you, just chill out mate ok?”. -The dog replied-“So, yesterday night during our walk you accidentally fell, and dude, it was so funny to see you fall! You should have seen your face! Anyway, I was saying that when you fell, your brain has entered a phase of total relaxation that made you understand things, it is as if you had evolved, because now you are able to use a larger percentage of your brain, so you can understand the animal language. Cool, right?”-now I was even more confused than before, but that dog, was a kind of funny; so, I tried to calm down and understand what was going on.”Ok, I hope I’ll get used to hear you talk even if I don’t think so, anyway, are you hungry?”- I asked”-“maan, I’m starving give me some food”. I brought him his favorite crunches and I was cooking some pasta for me when I heard him complain:”I truly can’t understand why you humans give us this crap to eat”-“I thought those where your favorite”-“No they’re not”-the dog replied-“I’m not a beast, I want some real food, give me some pasta, and not overcooked, thanks” (Federico T.)
"Charlie your pasta is ready " and in a moment the little talking dog arrived at the table while continuing to sniff the delicious smell of sauce that came from the plate. "I hope you like it ... Pasta with tomatoes and meatballs" said Sarah. In one fell swoop Charlie had licked all the sauce left on his plate. He must be a gourmet dog, for sure. After lunch Sarah and Charlie decided to go for a walk to the park near the house. Sarah was curious to see if she could really understand the language of all the other animals. As she walked along the sidewalk, Charlie suddenly stopped. "Hey, Charlie! What's wrong with you?" Sarah said, and he replied, "let's take another way, I do not want to go through here." "Why?" asked Sarah, and again Charlie, "do you see that doberman over there?" That 's Riko the nutcracker, the strongest and toughest dog in the whole neighborhood " he said in an annoyed tone, "he wants to go out with Vanessa, the most beautiful poodle of all the poodles" "So what? What has it to do with you?" said Sarah, "well....the point it...... I like Vanessa." In the meanwhile, Rico and his master had arrived right in front of Charlie and Sarah and Riko threw a glare at Charlie and the they went away. "That dog wants me dead," Charlie said.( Edoardo P.)
Don't be scared! I will always protect you" Sarah said to him. "But, he will always find a way to hurt me... and maybe you too!" he repiled. "I'm not afraid of a dog!" While they were talking, Charlie's attention was drawn by Vanessa, that was passing by. "Look! She is Vanessa, she is so pretty, isn't she? " he said. "Come on, go to talk to her" - "Are you mad?" He was shy and he was afraid he wouldn't be be liked by her. "Keep calm, i'm gonna tell you exactly what you have to do: now, go there and tell her 'hey Vanessa, you look pretty, every day you look pretty', trust me!" e went to her and told her " H-Hey V-Vanessa, y-you l-look... mhh... y-you l-look, p-p-pr-rre-e..." - "Pree... What?"she did not understand what he was trying to tell her. "P-p-pre-e-et-t..."- "Preet... Pretty?" - "Yeah, yeah, sooo ( Alessio T.)
Ppp-ree-t-t-tyy..." Charlie's face had turned red like pepper. Then, Vanessa heard him and answered: "Oh, Charlie! You are so kind!" Charlie stood there and could do nothing but blushing. After that, I heard a strong bark from the other side of the road. Charlie was so distracted and bewitched by Vanessa that he didn't hear it. Unfortunately, I understood it was Riko's bark and my poor Charlie would have been so sad about it. Now that Riko was closer to me, I could see him better. He was a big, muscular doberman with fire in his eyes. Vanessa said: "Oh, Riko's calling me. I'm sorry, Charlie, but I have to go now..." Charlie didn't say anything. His face changed from red to purple, but he was still looking at Vanessa very deeply. When my dog and I started to go towards my house, Riko barked again and stared Charlie with a very cruel gaze. Charlie told me Riko had laughed at him and had said: "Remember, stupid little dog, I always get what I want! I'm the best dog of the neighbourhood. The most charming. The strongest. And if you touch my little, sweet Vanessa again, I'll make a fur with your hair!" That dog was a real bastard. My poor Charlie then started to whine. (Mattia A.)