Libulan’s Point of View
“Come here, Max,” I called for the cat as I crouch. “Here, Kitty-kitty. Do you want to go home with me? Do you need someone to take care of you? We can be friends… if that’s what you want.
The cat just watched me; doing nothing but staring at me.
Oh, well. At least, I tried. I was to stand up when something unexpected happens. Max started to walk towards me.
“Is this real?’ I asked myself. “This is not a dream, right?”
Max stopped when he was two feet away from me. I reached my hand to pet him.
“Please, don’t bite. Please, don’t bite.” I keep wishing that in my mind. Guess I’ll just test the waters. What else could be more painful than what that jackass did to me last night?
Wait! Who is that guy again?
My vision and memory were so blurry last night. Al
