Since it was early when we arrived at "Orfa County", by the direction of the sun, my mother said, "It looks like it's 4:00. Rush hour. We can't go to the vet yet." Deep inside, I smiled. Don't ask me why she knows about a place called the "vet". It also sounds creepy. Is it creepy? Mother said she'd put me in a box that says "help!". Surprisingly enough; she knows how to write human! Anyway, she said the "vetranarian" would take good care of me. Ewwooo! It gives me the creeps!
~ Inside The Box ~
Inside the shack, there was a marker and a wooden box. She wrote "Mysty needs help!". So, at about 6:00 we arrived at the "vet". "'Till we meet again, Mysty Care Orfa. My beloved daughter," said Kila Heddy Orfa, my mother,"Use this to find me," and she touched my nose which made me sneeze. She rang the doorbell and ran away quickly. Since there was a hole in my box and I could hear her claws, I winnied, tears ran down my cheeks. I hope I will see her again, thought I. Well here we go to the vet. And someone opened the door.
Got to go to bed, bye!
-- Edited by mackenzie10 at 21:47, 2007-05-04
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Chapter 4? (as you can tell last night I was riled up!) And whoops! I don't know where chapter 11 went! Besides, it wasn't that good, and I set it up wrong.
-- Edited by mackenzie10 at 08:42, 2007-05-05
-- Edited by mackenzie10 at 08:43, 2007-05-05
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As soon as I got pulled out of the box into the "vet", I felt scared, yet reassured. Only because Mother said, in a reassuring voice, "I'd be O.K.." I was carried by slightly hairy hands with a strong grip, yet it was gentle. The hands rushed me into a big room with alot of stuff, like "scissors", "Cat-scanners", and all that jazz. They put me onto a table, it looked like an island in the room, surrounded by big things. I'm pretty sure they're humans, ya know, people. They identified me to have lung cancer. My "'surgery' to remove the 'cancer'" was going to be tomorrow.
~Injected~
I could barely sleep, knowing I was going to have "surgery". Ewwoo, again. I felt, well, just scared! If I knew what it was then I wouldn't be scared. Well, the big, hairy hands grabbed me again. They took me to a bigger room than last time. More "surg'ical'" stuff. He grabbed a long sharp thing out of his pocket, needle at end. And, that's all I can remember after that.
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