Where are you?

Posted by Pink♥ on 12/6/09.1046 words.{12} Comment(s) ♥

I remember where we found you, when I heard your little voice. You were found at the roof, and then your mom left you. You were small, a baby, so tiny, so little. We decided to adopt you for the mean time for we couldn’t bear leaving a little angel outside, homeless, weak and fragile.

It was timely that my other cat had just given birth to her kittens, and with all her heart she accepted you as her kitten as well. And the two of you, the two little kittens grew well along, and everyday I would take pictures of how cuddly you were both. But my dad has something against kittens so I had to let go of one of you, I decided to give the other to Christian, and since the cat he gave me was his mother. But you, little angel I kept you. Remember? Every night, I’d sneak out from bed to let you in our house because I knew dad will shout at me if I did during the day, and on those nights we played, I kept you beside me because you were meowing to me as if you felt cold outside, that you were hungry, and that you want to get inside.

Every night I was crying because of my love quarrel with Christian you were sleeping on my lap, listening to what I said, listening to my stories until I get tired. And in the morning, you’d be there waiting for me to wake up as well. Remember? We even both had a ghost experience, when at three in the morning we suddenly realized that the t.v. went on by itself, and then the other time that the electric fan went off by itself, it was scary, and every night is still scary because I am always left awake but with you beside I was never afraid. You were my bestfriend, my little angel.

Remember? Every time I went home you were in front of our gate, you’d greet me and Christian with your sweet meow and you’d come close to us. And when I left for school you’d be waiting for me in front of gate, as if you’re saying goodbye and take care.

I was very sad during that bad storm “Ondoy” because I couldn’t take you with me. I know you suffered hunger for we were only able to feed you every two or three days during that time. It was painful to think how you were able to breathe in our place during that time that our home was hopeless, it was cold, and I was bothered how you were. You were only little, you were small.

But even though it was hard you managed to get through those, accompanied by your already considered mom cat. Yet when we got back home, you were littler, you became thin and your fur has lessened. I tried my best to keep feeding you but my computer addiction has been a hindrance too, but for the last two days I made up by doing it like before, sneaking out, picking you up because I knew you felt cold. I was even mad at my dad because he said he’d kill you if you won’t stop calling to me, you were always meowing but I did not care much about him. I hated him at that time, I hated him. Because everything was easier and happier while he wasn’t at home, I could play with you and I could take you inside. You used to watch me while playing Arua Rose. You watched me while plurking. But because of him we weren’t able to do that anymore, and he even hurt you, shouted at you and probably hit you with the pellet gun, I don’t know, I don’t want to know. I just wanted to take care of you; you were my baby, my little angel. You had no eyes back then, but you grew up so sweet, insensitive and you were there when everyone seemed to be against me. As childish as I was I talked to you at those times, I ran to you while you relaxed me, you tamed my heart. You made me feel understood just when you looked into my eyes.

But when I woke up today, I heard unpleasant news. Today my mom asked me where you were for you didn’t show up last night. I didn’t know either for I haven’t been outside. I haven’t seen you last night either for it was too dark, where are you? Did someone get you? Where are you? Where are you Putims? Putims? That weird name I call you. It may be weird but for me Putims will be my bestfriend, my little angel, my little kitten, where are you?

Dear God,
I just wish this Christmas that wherever my little angel is please take care of her. If you can’t take her back to me please don’t let her get hurt. She didn’t grow up from the moment we adopted her. She was still little yet cute, and she purred so nice. She was there but where is she now, I don’t know. Please don’t let her get hurt. Please don’t. I miss her :<

And tonight I cry wishing for your presence, where are you Putims? Where are you? I’m alone, who am I going to tell my stupid stories when I’m crying? Who will listen to me? No one anymore, where are you?

Please be ok :(

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