This is my first 55 fiction post , am no good in writing stories , yet let me give it a shot , here it goes :) :)
"They were both hungry . They were both naked . They both looked indigent.
They were both too week to run.But still they ran as fast as their legs could carry ,
towards that food packet lying near the dust bin .
The dog wins the race and gets its prize, the urchin pants haplessly in despair."
