"Quickly, he ate something, and I don't know what to do, can someone help him," I pleaded, trying to help my friend. No human will understand the pain they put us though, more then one hundred million rats are killed a day by them. I just want to be left alone and not worry about everything that I eat, anything could kill me, my family and my friends.
"In here, we can help," a buck calls from a small hole in the side of a yellow painted house.
"Oh my gosh thank you, I don't know what he ate but about a couple minutes ago he started chucking blood."
"Ok... ok get him inside and onto the medic table." He points to the little hole in the side of the house.
"Do you think it's serious?" I ask concern that my best friend is going to die, following the rat doctors orders.
"Um... he might of ate some sort of poison and he could possibly die. Could you wait out side so I can get what ever is in his stomach out?"
"Yes I can, just make sure you take care of him please." I order.
"I will take the best of care. Oh and one question whats his name," he smiles.
"Uhh, its Pat," I smile back
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I wait out side for hours on end waiting for the rat doctor to Finnish with Pat, then finally he comes out with blood smeared all over himself. I don't know what to except. So I just sit there and stare at the doctor thats covered in my best friends blood.
Writers Note:
What happens next you must wonder.
What do you think of this story its a bit of a cliff hanger I'm sorry it's another thing I like to do to you, my reader.
And Happy 20th. Ten days to go.
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