A Story to be Told

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It was just a peaceful day on August 14th. It was around noon time and the sky was crystal clear. I decided to head to the same old park, where I was sure Alfred would wait for me. The same old park, on the same old swings. We discuss stuff and swing until the day went away.
I quickly got dressed and ran out the door. I was eager to meet Alfred. I wonder if I should give him it? I thought. I recently had taken in a kitten, but my family couldn't take care of him. So, I decided to give it to Alfred. He always wanted a cat, and hopefully, he'll take care of it.
I eventually reached the park. There he was, like I predicted. Alfred was on the swing sets, swinging the day away. I ran over to him, a smile plastered on my face. "Yo! Arthur! You made it like usual!" Alfred shouted and waved at me.
"I told you yesterday I would." I said right back at him. We talked a bit before I said, "Hey, I have something to give you."
"Hmm... What is it?" Alfred asked. I pulled the black kitten out of my pocket. It mew in protest. I treated the wound, and now its complaining. "R-Really Artie?! I love him!" Alfred said.
"Actually, I don't know the gender." I said.
"Then I'll give it a name fitting for both genders... Iggy-cat!" Alfred smiled happily.
"After my eyebrows?" I asked.
"No! It's named after Iggy Azelea. Yes its named after you!" Alfred joked. The cat ran off and Alfred and I chased it. We met to the nearby road and well... here's the fucked up part.

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