"What is it Shadow? Please tell me! SAY SOMETHING!!!!!" August pleaded. "Come look..." Shadow replied as she signalled to August to look at the spot of fur she lifted. August cautiously approached Ginger's sleeping body and looked down. As she did so the floor and the bed began to get covered in a strange black liquid. It was coming from Ginger. On his side, underneath a now black once ginger piece of fur, an open wound. The blood coming out of the wound was pitch black. "Just like his aura in the battle against candy-floss!!! Remember?" Shadow said excitedly. "Yes that is right but we had best get out of here and find a solution to get all of this blood out of here" August said as they were leaving his room. Ginger's wound looked like the fates had collided with time and space all together. (I just wanted to add some humour to the probably most tragic part of the story but I am not funny so lol if I did get a laugh out of you then YEA FINALLY EVERYONE ALWAYS FACEPALMS WHEN THEY HERE THINGS LIKE THIS FROM ME CONGRATS ME sorry for shouting but yay and lol anyway back to the story). August was in the library with Shadow, frantically searching through all of the books for something to help Ginger. However, there was no need for help as just then Ginger walked in to the library with his wound still there. He was limping but he looked half dead as he wasn't flinching from the pain. Instead he was....
....laughing at it.
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PrzygodoweThis is a story about a cat called Ginger and his adventure in the vast open world that is filled with the good things and the bad... ***DISCONTINUED*** I literally wrote this when I was 12-13. It is NOT GOOD!! There are better things coming alongsi...
