Long Lost Friend

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl of 12 is trying to cope with troubles of growing up as an adolescent in the midst of a crazy mixed up world. She feels as though noone can relate to her, when one day, on a crazy attempt to try and cheer herself up, the young girl discovers she's not so alone in this world after all.

Submitted: January 31, 2011

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It was a cold,darkday...
I was in a cold, dark mood...
But, then again, what else was newfor me nowadays
Maybe some uplifting scenery might help I thought
I didnt realize that day i might meet my other half...my shadow...my sister...
Iwentahead tothe mall
tothe petstorewith my youngest nephew
he always seemed to brighten my day
but, i guess today was just one of those rare exceptions
there were happy couples everywhere;
holding hands, cuddling, kissing...
it made me sick.
I was just about to bail
whenI sawher,
with drooping brown ears,
a short snout,
a white muzzle of a face.
shewas white with curly brownlocks offur onher head
it had sad brown eyes.
it was just lying in the corner...
alone...
no cage mates or friends,
no neighbour but her reflection in the hard cold glass
ppl walked by and just passed her
didnt giveher a single glance
they were all much to intrigued by the more hyperactive dogs
as thestrangers passed all the dogs were excited jumping up and down
except for her
i came closer to the glass
she looked up from her sleeping quarters and she spotted me
as she lifted her head, the light hit the collar i observed around her neck
it shown bright enough so i could read her tag
"hope" it read...
Ifigured sucha mysterious creature like she would have a name like such
sheslowly roseup and cautiously approached the glass where i was standing
forabout 5 minutes, we just stood there,
dog and girl
staring at eachother
it was like looking in a mirror
a frighteningly accurate mirror
looking into her eyes
IsworeI knew her
I’d seen this face
these eyes
much like my own
but, more or less likethe familiar face of a passerby
the one you see on the daily, but never have a chance to catch
I'd seen her before...
perhaps not in this shape or form
but i knew we had met
like a long lost friend
just then, mysilent concentrationwas broken
by a short yet somewhat distant voice
my father callingto me
he was about leave
butI couldnt come part with her
not now...not after the moment we'd just shared
butI knew I'd have to give in...so i bowed my head down
she looked away in pain, andbegan to sadly trot away
butI tapped the window
she turned her head sharp and quick
she walked back over to me
Itouched the glass where she was
and she lifted her paw to meet my hand
shestarted to quietly whine asI walked away
butI never turned my back on her
my eyes never leaving the sight of her glistening coat
and hers neverleaving my face
but never once moving from her place
a few more steps out the door
and she was out of my view
thoughI left the store
the look on her face stays with me to this day
everytime i get upsetI think of her...
it somehow calms me...
to no, hopefully, she's still somewhereout there...
she’s gone now though.
Iwent back to see her,
to visit my friend
just like I'd planned
Iasked the store where she was
her cage was empty
and she, no where to be found
what happened?I asked...
they said she got sick and sent to the vetrinary hospital
but they didnt know where she was...if she got better, ran away, or if she...passed
butI just cant get the look out of my head...
whenI left the store,
she had a look of abandonment.,...
but we were telepathically connected
she knewI wouldn't just leave her side,
not just like that
she told me she was alone,I related with her....
she felt abondoned whenI left,I reassured her itd be okay,
I'd come back,...
I'd promised
but she wasnt there
was Hope lost? had Hope died?
It didn't matter now
she was gone, andI I'd abondoned her,
and now,
I'm having to pay for it...
all becauseI didn't come sooner
Ishould've never left
I'd saved the farewell, hadnt told her adeiu
Iwas so sure of myself I'd be seeing her again
Isuppose not
but wherever she is
Ihope she's happy and out of pain
free...
but somewhere, somehow, she’s still thinking of me
because theres no need for goodbye
I know our paths will cross again...
so til next time
...
friend


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