MewGulf One Shot

00.07: In My Mind

Story 00.07 (Chopper Story)

It's a story about a dog who has been abandoned but in an unexpected day, he saw an angel coming his way. And the angel named him Chopper.

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I WAS ALONE. I was abandoned. I'm feeling sick, I think I wouldn't last.

That scares me.

I want someone to at least hug me or warm me. I wonder where is my mom. I wonder what had happened to her? Do I even have siblings? I honestly don't know.

I saw people come, people go.

They will look at me but the shelter owner keeps saying to not pick me since I'm not in a good condition.

I'm afraid no one will ever gonna pick me up. They would probably just gonna leave me here in my cage.

Slowly, I'm losing hope.

Then one day, a man came to me. I was happy, barking and running around my cage. He looks closer and even pushes his fingers between the bars to touch me. I excitedly approaches him, licks his fingers.

He laughed. He might like me.

But the owner came and said the same thing to him.

"Oh" he said then he looks back at me. "I'll be back then" and there he walks away.

All I can do is to make crying noises and lay sadly. He wouldn't understand me anyway.

I already lost hope. I don't have a chance to get out of here. I'll probably die young and alone.

But then, I saw him coming back.

"I'll take him home" he said with a smile. Despite the words of the owner, ha still picked me.

I suddenly felt like an angel has picked me up from my eternal misery. I couldn't help myself but to bark happily. Couldn't stop showing him how much thankful I am he had chosen me.

I lost hope but then it all came back rushing to me.

After that day, my life has never been the same. He brought me home and gave me a home. I've heard his name is Mew, he became my dad. He also gave me a family. I have mama and papa. He have a sister. They all took a good care of me.

He spoiled me. He gave me everything I needed. I started getting better and better.

But then I barely saw him coming home. I kept missing my dad. I know he's working, mama usually talks to me when he's gone.

I couldn't help myself but to be excited whenever he comes home. Run around, chase him. I'm always with him. We sometimes play and sometimes he shows me to a phone saying it's the "FC". I don't know them, I only see myself and dad on the mirror. Is that a mirror?

We're happy. Even the longer it pass by, he gets busy and less often at home. He still makes me feel loved though. He never fails to give me love. He cares so much, he always worry about me.

What I couldn't forget is that one time when he got home, he was sad. He cried to mama so I came to him. I kept barking at him, I want to make him feel loved as well. I don't know why he's crying.