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Introduction

Vanished It was a denim blue morning. The air was crisp and the skies were happily prancing through the light breeze. The sun wore a large smile and the grass was greener than ever, Birds were fluttering past pink fluffy clouds, humming beautiful sounds which echoed around the valley. Everything was still Until a child pranced passed me with a dog. He skipped past me, laughing whilst the dog was chasing the bone in his hand. The small creature wagged its tail joyfully and widened its eyes. The boy gave up and fed the dog its bone, making the dog jump in all its joy, pushing the boy on to the soft grass and licking his rosy cheeks. The sun shone a beacon of light onto the boy. With the atmosphere so animated and bright, I had the urge to smile but I just couldn't. I felt as if someone was pulling my mouth down that I couldn't raise my lips and smile. I knew why. I looked up to the light sky and caught a glimpse of the last pink cloud drifting away, revealing the murky blanket behind it. All of a sudden thunder clapped its large hands, throwing down a bucketful of rain. I hurriedly ran under the nearest tree and sat down, soaking wet. ...read more.

Middle

"That's a good girl!" I cheered. I turned around slowly and saw our favourite orchard tree which leaned over slightly, shadowing over the lake. Every time I saw the orchard tree, it brought back memories of Pepper and I in the summer having a picnic together in the shadows of the scorching sun. Every morning, we used to sit under the tree and have a picnic. It was always sausages; Pepper loved sausages with ketchup, just like me. I began to walk rapidly across the gravel towards the tree. I slipped my hands into my large pockets and shot out a blanket and laid it across the grass under it. I put the end of the leash around my shoe so that Pepper sat beside me. As I sat under the crane made out of wood, I overlooked the vast lake in all its beauty and smiled. Across the black sheet of stars, I could see birds lurching north and a plane in the distance sailing through the sky. It manoeuvred through the mountainous region as precisely as an eagle chasing its prey, then disappeared into the cloud of dust. More than once, I glanced over my shoulder, just to check the coast was clear. Staring into the distance, stroking Pepper at the same time, breathing out large smokes of ice, I felt like I was being hypnotized by the sea-mist in front of me. ...read more.

Conclusion

What I saw next made me break into tears. I could see the contrast between the dark, murky water and a white, fluffy object in the water. Doubting that the white fluffy object was Pepper, I knelt down on my knees, not minding the stains of mud I would get onto my new trousers, and dipped my hand into the water. I felt soft silky fur. In dismay, I realized that it was Pepper and yelled a scream louder than I have ever screamed in my life. Gently, I picked up Pepper, trying not to bend her sloppy body, and cradled her in my arms. My tears trickled onto her nose and the blood on my wrists stained her fur. Although she was dead, I felt her comforting company in my arms, as if she was still wagging her tail happily, asking to go for a walk again. Just thinking of Pepper wagging her tail and widening her bright eyes, made me cry and put a smile on my face. I put peppers head against my chest and whimpered in grief. Pepper was gone, and it was my entire fault. After that moment, Friday was not a special day for me or Pepper. Pepper was born on a Friday and died on a Friday. We were separated. Forever. That was my story that brought misery and shock into my life, resulting in my smile to disappear. Forever. ?? ?? ?? ?? The Arrival, By Nadine Esaid Creative Writing ...read more.

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