kem. My name is Lucky. I was once an ordinary dog who loved running through the fields, breathing in the scent of life. But that day changed everything—when a vicious dog attacked me, tearing my face apart and taking my nose forever. Since then, I no longer recognize myself in the mirror. I fear my own shadow and wish the pain were just a nightmare I could wake up from.

My name is Lucky.

Once, I was just a happy dog — chasing butterflies, running through tall grass, feeling the wind kiss my fur.
But one terrible day… everything changed.
A brutal attack left my face torn apart and took away my nose forever.

Since then, I barely recognize the reflection staring back at me.
Sometimes, I flinch at my own shadow.
I wish it was just a nightmare I could wake up from… but it isn’t.

When I walk toward people, I don’t ask for much — just a gentle word, a soft touch, a sign that I still matter.
But their eyes freeze.
Children cry.
Adults turn away.
They see the scars, not the soul behind them.

They don’t know that beneath this broken face still beats a heart that loves —
a heart that longs to be held, not feared.

Now I sit quietly in a corner, breathing through pain but refusing to give up hope.
Because somewhere out there, I believe there’s someone who will look past what’s been lost
and see the love that still remains.

Even though life took so much from me…
it could never take away my ability to love. ❤️

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