Kitten Angels Monologue

Every night as I put Teagan to bed, after we’ve brushed her teeth, read her my “goodnight moon” we’ve sang our ABCs and you are my sunshine, we pray. Tonight she wanted to say the prayer. She prayed that “Dipstick and Momma and Beaner (herself) and DD (Daley) Uncle bubby (Arden) and Berky (Berkeley) and Casey and Cassidy all had sweet dreams. She then told God, “God, please tell grammy and poppy to have sweet dreams and i hope they are dancing on the clouds in Heaven.” Then she climbs under the covers and snuggles up to dipstick in my bed. I tell her “Mommy will be in bed in just a little bit. I love you.” And I kiss her on the forehead and tuck her in. My parents died in a driveby shooting when i was 20. T was only 3. They were a part of the

I squeezed her hand and said, “Ok Allie, I think it’s time to talk a bit. Nothing serious... Just light general stuff, OK?” To set the guide lines I said, “Have you heard they are going to stop sending more guys to the moon after these next few tries?” We talked about that for a while. Then it was her turn, she caught on to the idea and said. “Have you heard the new Rolling Stones song?” We talked about things like that for about a half hour, never once mentioning anything even remotely close to the topic that was weighing so heavily on our minds. There were still pauses as a new emotion would suddenly appear from one of us which would cause tears, but we continued with this because we both knew this was an act of reconciliation, and we were teaching ourselves to be together again.

I slowly opened my eyes to see pale faces staring down at me, while my body ached with pain. The air had an undertone of bleach a suffocating smell, my head was spinning from the overwhelming brightness, with no idea where I was. I slowly lifted my hand above my face, as I saw the vault of heaven, the eye of God. I was staring into a new world where my past had been left behind and a new life had begun. Though something was holding me back like I was chained to my past with no way of escaping. One of those pale faces pushed my hand back down and I suddenly returned to the world I wanted to escape from.

Suddenly, Slam!!! Hazel's father made a crack in the door as he slammed it into the wall with the other scratches from slammed door´s and cigaret burn marks. He looked right in Hazel´s lustrous blue eyes as if he was reading her pure soul, like he was Ursula and Hazel was the Little Mermaid. After a minute he stopped the connection between them and said in a demanding voice ¨I¨ ¨I told your mother we should have sent

Hearing the hit of the ball upon the bat from afar, I contemplated life whilst I ruled from atop my plastic fortress, but not all was peaceful in my kingdom. The evil force that cast me into the abyss from whence came my kingdom had returned. The shrill screech that was the call of the Evil Playground Lady resounded through the air.

I saw those spoiled Socs running for their lives but I didn't care It felt like a high rush I felt as if i had all the power in the world. I could only think about johnny and those Socs didn't help how I felt in this very moment. As I got Ponyboy and left the park to get to the car I was still in that rush but i had to calm down and get over it all I could think about was johnny.I was speeding Ii couldn't lose any time and for a min i just realized that Pony had a horrible bruise and blood stains on him he was moaning as if he was dying but because of that i was able to speed through the road. Finally after the Fuzz left I dropped Pony I told him to be ready to start running. Pony answer fine I could tell that Ponyboy was worried to but I still told him to run into the hospital.

As I lay in bed, I kept thinking about the days where I would go visit her in the nursing home, only to open the door to her singing gospel songs with her wide grin filled with missing teeth or the times when we would stroll through the neighborhood on a hot day to find our special spot, where the shade protected us from the scorching hot sun and the wind blew slightly to cool down our burning cheeks. I finally looked out the window to see darkness, and like how the sun rises and falls so did her emotions and memories.

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As I got closer to my family’s area of the cemetery I had finished feeding the little kitten the last of the cat food I saved for him which I broke up into little pieces that he could handle. Then, I watched as his eyes began to close as he drifted off to sleep in my arms from a food coma.

Finding out I was going to have a baby ended as soon as my love started. A harsh scar is left on my heart, it feelings never healing. Till this day I still feel as it’s all my fault. Sometimes I feel that I did all I could’ve like taking prenatals, never smoked, and never drank alcohol or caffeine, started eating better, and even did yoga. I did all of these and more, but It seemed to not be enough. During the days of my miscarriage, I felt the worst pain that I’ve ever felt and in the end my body gave birth to death. The only rewarding gift I received was agony. I never got to see our baby grow or got to hold it. Days past, I had resentment for bad mothers, even my oldest sister. In between I had baby fever. I want to try again like my life

Joy and happiness rushed through my body. She was my kitten that I could take care of, that I would play with. Maybe I couldn’t take her to the vet, and maybe I wouldn’t be able to buy her food, but I sure wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her. I started to feel really mature because of that, I was also still very happy. My mom then showed me the cage that she was going to stay in until she was older, so that she couldn’t get hurt or wander away. Her and our other cat, Homer, are both outdoor cats, so they get treated like royalty. She had a massive litter box, a nice soft blanket to sleep on, and newly purchased metal food and water bowls, all in one cage. She also had blankets that we would put on the sides of her cage at night to keep her warm. We then went back into the yard to play with the kitten a little more. This is it, I thought. I finally have my own kitten again. I ran my fingers across the grass as she followed them. She jumped in between my legs and then went right under them. We then looked over and saw Homer, sitting up tall, and ready to show the kitten who is boss.

Two years ago on a sweltering summer day, we were just about ready to go. My dad, mom and sister named Celina were all wearing thin summer clothes right as we stood outside the house next to my mom’s car. Yesterday, my mom startled me by informing me that we were going to get a cat. She had explained to us that we were going to go to an animal shelter to go pick one.

A sad but important memory to me is when my dog and cat died. About two years ago my cat, Trembler, went missing. We live on ten acres where there are many wild animals so we believe that a coyote got him. A few months after Trembler disappeared, our dog, Tails, died due to an allergic reaction from a medicine that a vet gave him. Tails was only

As I sit inside this cold and dingy home I hear the doorbell from what seems miles away. Making my way to the door I hear a loud voice from the other side of the door “Jake, I finally made it!”. I open the door and she continues “the ride was horrible! Didn’t think I was gonna make it.” This was the last thing I wanted to hear. Deep inside I wished she hadn’t make it. I felt anger and disappointment seeing her. I held it in and gave her a half grind. We stood at the door with what seemed like a century. Her voice then snapped me back to reality. She said, “Are you doing to let me in silly?” I replied “yes, yes of course!”. As we walked together pass the large living room into the kitchen all the memories of this house rushed me. I remember the year she and I played throughout this house. How happy our company our grandparents. Entering the kitchen she leans over, placing her arms around me and giving me a huge hug. Her warmth was what I had sought after for months. Her hugs felt as if our grandmother was once again hugging me. I smiled for the first time in months. At that moment I want to hold her and sob. Although, my resentment and anger didn’t allow me to. She then turned to the house and said “this house feels so warm and full of life.” At that moment I wanted to reply how that could be? We have lost the person that would make this house feel alive. Yet, I kept my mouth shut. She continued “grandma would be so proud of you.” “You were always her favorite”. Then the