Just a Goat

Every single day, right after the school bell rang, the boy would go to their

special spot. He sat quietly on the soft ground, waiting for his

best friend to arrive. And like clockwork, the little goat walked right into

his arms as if it truly belonged there. In the quiet of the afternoon,

he whispered his deepest secrets into the goat's ear. And the goat just stood there,

listening with all the patience in the world. Whenever the boy laughed,

the goat would wag its tiny tail in pure joy. And when the

boy felt sad or lonely, the goat never left his side. But then,