Chapter 4

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Trump was coming to our town soon. He was going to discuss his plans about making the wall bigger. The wall was put up literally when Trump became President. It's kept millions of immigrants out but not all. My dad's friend is one of those immigrants, Rebecca. My dad met her in college, they were great friends and always hung out until she moved back to Russia. Rebecca hopes to move to America but with the Syrian war spreading it's way to Russia and the wall, she is not so sure if it's possible.

Colden and I sit in the living room while he plays his cracked tablet and I watch the news. This Saturday so far has been a total bust.

"Turn down the T.V it is interrupting my concentration." I sigh I reach for the remote and point it at the T.V. Trump is babbling about the wall and how we need to keep these immigrants out...again. I turned off the T.V.

"Without the immigrants Trump won't have any wives." I said shaking my head.

"I don't get it. I thought nobody liked him! I didn't know he was married?!" Colden exclaimed clearly confused. At that I laughed. I went over to the window and peeked through the curtain. It was a nice sunny day with no clouds in the sky. The weird part is that...it was quiet.

"Ooohhh can I go see Kitty?!?" That's when I remembered that the garage door lock was broken. I told him yes and to hurry his shoes on. The heat quickly welcomed us as we headed for the garage. The door was wide open. Colden shoved past me to look for the kitten himself. I later joined him before concluding that the kitten must've got out. Colden started to cry, his quiet little sobs.

"Don't cry buddy. I'm sure we will receive or find another kitten soon."

"But I want Kitty." He said between sobs. I didn't know what to say to make him feel better.

"Why....don't you play on our swing set?" I said cheerfully.

"Really? I thought we were not allowed?"

"It seems safe to me." I replied shrugging. He ran past me to our tiny backyard to our rusted swingset. Our grass was tall with a couple of trees. I followed him and watched from a far. The swing creaked back and forth noisily. I wandered our yard and decided to climb our tree. Sitting on the lowest thick branch humming and glancing at Colden now and then. I lie back on the branch and admire the nature around me. I wish I could be out here all the time. I close my eyes listening to the birds and... Colden laughing while swinging.

"Hey!" Someone yells. This of course startled me causing me to fall off the branch onto my side. "Oh My God!" I look over to see my neighbor jumping over our crippled fence over to me. "Are you okay?!" He grabs my arms and pulls me up.

"Jesus!" I yell. "Hello to you too." I catch my breath. It knocked the wind out of me.

"I am SO sorry! Do you need anything? An ice pack or-"

"Nope." I'm standing now. Colden still swinging but not laughing.

"Uh-oh okay um I have your ca- kitty," he glanced at my brother. "I found him last night on my porch.. again.." I stare at him. Where was Our kitten.

"Where?"

"Where- uh I set him down to come get you..." He turns around and sees the kitten sleeping in the grass in his yard. He flashes me a quick smile.

"Thanks." I say casually without a smile. He looks over at Colden.

"That swingset could use some oil, I could fix it you know." He gives me a smirk. Colden would love that!

"Um okay. Thanks, Colden would love that." I gasp and look down to see Kitty rubbing against my leg. I smirk and look at the neighbor guy. He gives me one of his biggest smiles and turned to get his oil from his shed. I frown but I get a tingling feeling rush's down my body. I pick up Kitty and walk over to an extremely happy brother.

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His name was Arron. Arron Partrit but I call him Arron blue eyes or Mr.perfect. Everytime the kitten gets out, he's the one to bring her back. We hang out almost every day now, he is always comes over to my house since I'm always babysitting.

"Ugh, your to happy." I say to him as I lay sprawled out on the couch.

"Is that a bad thing?" He replied sitting on the floor playing with the kitten. 

"Well...no...but I mean how are you so happy when all of this...is happening?" Im watching him play with the kitten and I can hear Colden's faint voice as he plays with his figures in the kitchen.

"What do you mean?"

"These shootings and deaths always happening everywhere, even in our neighborhood. Trump isn't 'making America great again' and...and...the world is falling apart."

"I think your over exaggerating."

"Am I though?" He looks at me but doesn't say anything. I sit up. "Sorry."
I felt bad now. It's a good thing he's optimistic and happy. I turn up the volume on he T.V and Arron moves to sit on the couch. The news is on (basically the only thing we watch).  I sigh. I read a headline saying 'Trump heading to Florida'.

"Wanna help me change the world?" I ask him. He chuckled.

"Would I ever."

(A/n) I know my writing isn't the best but I'll get there ;) :P

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