Lost and Found

In yesterday's fire,my mother lost the tangible memories of my father,and I lost Ben,my soulmate,along with our house. I, a twelve- year- old felt completely lost without a two- year- old dog! Just when I wanted to bury my face in Ben's warm furry body, I. felt something cold and wet nudging my hand. I looked down and straight into the eyes of Ben.Next moment, he was all over me, licking and woofing.Who found him and how,didn't matter.All that mattered was Ben was back and so was I.
                                                Chandni.