They said he was a wolf, and I guess it might have been true. We walked past the junkyard every day after school and he was always there at the fence watching.
He never barked or whimpered or growled. He was silent as death, just watching intently with eyes the color of molten gold. If you got too close, he would bare his teeth, and that was something dreadful to behold.
You could tell that fence was not enough to hold him back if he wanted to come after you. I am sad to say I was right, though he saved my life…
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