When I was young, I loved stories a lot, even till now. My grandmother once told me a story about an invisible dog that guarded a good man, a man who was always helping others and showing kindness to everyone in the community. Because of his generous heart, the whole village prayed good prayers for him. He was liberal, gentle, and moved with compassion.
One night, a group of thieves came to steal from this good man, thinking his kindness made him weak. But the moment they stepped into his compound, the invisible dog rose from its quiet watch. Though no one could see it, they heard the low growl and felt a sudden rush of fear. Before they could take a single item, the invisible dog bit one of them sharply on the leg. Terrified, the thieves shouted and ran into the night, stumbling over each other as they fled.
By morning, word spread through the village that the good man had been protected once again—not by strength or weapons, but by the loyal invisible dog. And from that day on, no thief ever dared to disturb his home again.
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