Looking for Cat

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
500 word story about looking for a cat and about dealing with grief and worry. I wrote this for a school assignment.

Submitted: February 22, 2014

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~~Looking for Cat~~

It was certainly a surprise when I heard your mum was in hospital. Your dad went over to be with her but he made you stay at home. You said you wanted to get out of the house so we went to look for your cat. He was a grey tabby and had been missing for eight months. I don’t think either of us expected to find him.
You had a poster from when he went missing; one of those ones with a photo in a plastic wallet and a telephone number on the bottom promising a reward. So we took that and our bikes and went to look for him.
I remember you went up to a lady to show her the poster, and she shouted at you so we ran away and giggled about it after. We didn’t ask anybody else after that. You suggested he might have gone mouse hunting so we cycled along the hedge rows calling. When we were thirsty, we stopped and I bought a coke from the shop at the end of your road. I only had enough money for one so we shared. I don’t think you liked coke very much. Neither did I, but it tasted good then.
We ended up in town we cycled so far. There was a side street with some creates in it. It was your idea to re-enact the end of Breakfast at Tiffany’s. We called and called for “cat”. When he didn’t come I pointed out that he was the wrong colour so we cycled on.
At some point we got the idea that someone had “catnapped” him. We went to the police but once the women at the desk heard it was about a cat she sent us away. We tried begging. Eventually she gave us some orange squash and a biscuit but she didn’t help us find your cat.
It was getting dark by the time we got back to your house. We made our selves a huge plate peanut butter sandwiches and drank milk. Then you wanted to go out into the woods just in case he was there. I didn’t want to say no, but I was tiered.
But it didn’t matter in the end. We climbed a tree and watch the sky. You made me take your fathers coat and it was warm, so I didn’t mind when the sun went in. Do you remember we stayed up our tree all night? We didn’t find your cat.
You got a call at four in the morning. I was stiff from sleeping in the tree but you jumped down and ran home. I ran after. Your mum was at home. She was lying on the sofa but she smiled at me. We never found your cat but it didn’t matter. Later, you walked with me up the street to my home. It was a lovely morning. As you ran back, I remember I turned away to watch the sunrise.
 


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