I love cats, and if I found one hurt, or even dead I would pick it up and think fast.
That's what I did.
I was out on a walk; a brisk, colorful Saturday. I was talking advanced photography, of the trees, houses, etc.
I was taking a picture of the highway edge when I noticed something in the picture I took.
"Is that a cat?!"
That moment I thought I was going paranoid about cats, but then I looked up.
"Oh my God."
It was a cat. One of those multi-colored fur ones: a dirty shady color mixed with a gradient.
It looked alive, or, more respectively, he, looked alive.
At first I wasn't sure, but he twitched as I picked him up.
"Who the hell leaves a cat over here?"
Probably one of those 'modern' dudes trying to be badass by ALMOST killing an innocent cat by-
"A bullet!"
I almost freaked out!
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!"
It was bleeding all over my hands!
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!"
I was about to faint on the street!
I ran, maybe barefoot; not sure; to where I thought a pet medical center was.
I left my expensive camera lying on the grass in a unreasonable position and condition.
Somebody could steal it.
But I don't care about my wasted money if it does.
I'm saving a life.
My life is more than just money and reputation.
It's about caring for others. Even if they're not humans.
Once I made it, it was right in time.
The doctor removed the bullet.
"Did you shoot this cat?" He questioned me.
Why would I bring this cat if I shot it-uh-durr!
"No, Doctor! I was photographing-(large breath of nervousness)and...I was- I mean like I saw him in the picture, so I looked and WOW he's there!.."
I kept juggling words at the doctor, hesitating and talking way too quickly.
"I understand. You found- it - I mean- him?"
I nodded blowing my breath off my red cheeks. I stared at the floor, wrapping my hands together.
"Guess what?"
I hesitated.
"You're responsible for him!"
I hate that man so much. Everything is a surprise.
I also hate everybody else-
My mom. She abandoned me!
My dad! He's abandoned me forever! (He's dead)
The murder! I swear if I knew I'd kill him for slaughtering my dad with an axe.
The doctor! He acts like he's retarded! That's just plain mean!
My (old) friends! Abandoning me too!
The people around me! Teasing me on and on!
But I'll let it go.
Just let it go.
You're responsible for another cat!
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Kitty's my Love [A lonely teen who loves cats]
Ficção AdolescenteHey guys! I'm a multitasker in writing...(PROBLEM HERE!!) But anyways, I'll write the next thing on this date chart: 3: May 7th 4: May 9th 5: May 11th That's what I have planned now, so get ready to read! ;)