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7/24/2019 Write4Fun http://slidepdf.com/reader/full/write4fun 1/2 Finding Amy Shades of red and purple tints the sky, the silhouette of swooping birds scatters across the twilight horizon. As nightfall descends, a faint zephyr rues the golden fur behind my ears and caresses the collar encircling my neck, which simply reads – ‘Scruy!.  "he distinct scrapes of my footsteps on the pa#ement echoes through the gra$tied alleyway – taunts me, surrounds me and reminds me of my lonely solitude. %iles from home, & am tempted to turn back and admit defeat. %aybe my search for Amy is futile. 'hen & concentrate, & can still hear her coos and soft murmurs when she nestled me into her lap and tussled my belly( her admonishing tone, like a sergeant, scolding me whilst wagging a small )nger side to side, and her gentle sobbing as her slight body shuddered. & ne#er did )nd out what caused Amy so much grief – & could only oer my company as a consolation during those times. Amy would gaze at me in a similar way to how she watched the setting sun during our daily promenades – with a sense of sadness and lo#e. 'here#er she may be, she probably misses gazing at the sunset with me* it was our tradition. +ut as time passed, her frame became more emaciated and her absence more freuent. -er cerulean eyes lost the sparkle which her father teased, were brighter than the ‘twinkle, twinkle little stars!/, which she always sang about. -er times spent with me grew less acti#e and li#ely, )lled with a sense of foreboding and forlornness her seemingly tight smile couldn!t suppress. & suspect that the detrimental emotions originated from the austere building & entered with Amy that one time. &t e0uded a disconcerting feeling of coldness and had a sinister – almost ominous – ambience which raised my hackles. For se#eral days, traces of the bitter reek of antiseptic and the putrid stench of disinfectant lingered e#ery time & breathed. And then Amy disappeared for so long. "he time passed e0cruciatingly slowly and, like a stone wedged into a paw, each day elapsed hurt more and more. & waited unwa#eringly at the front gates, eager to catch the )rst glimpse when she returned. +ut she ne#er did.

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7/24/2019 Write4Fun

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Finding Amy

Shades of red and purple tints the sky, the silhouette of swooping

birds scatters across the twilight horizon. As nightfall descends, afaint zephyr rues the golden fur behind my ears and caresses the

collar encircling my neck, which simply reads – ‘Scruy!.

 "he distinct scrapes of my footsteps on the pa#ement echoes

through the gra$tied alleyway – taunts me, surrounds me and

reminds me of my lonely solitude. %iles from home, & am tempted to

turn back and admit defeat. %aybe my search for Amy is futile.

'hen & concentrate, & can still hear her coos and soft murmurs when

she nestled me into her lap and tussled my belly( her admonishingtone, like a sergeant, scolding me whilst wagging a small )nger side

to side, and her gentle sobbing as her slight body shuddered. &

ne#er did )nd out what caused Amy so much grief – & could only

oer my company as a consolation during those times.

Amy would gaze at me in a similar way to how she watched the

setting sun during our daily promenades – with a sense of sadness

and lo#e. 'here#er she may be, she probably misses gazing at the

sunset with me* it was our tradition.

+ut as time passed, her frame became more emaciated and her

absence more freuent. -er cerulean eyes lost the sparkle which

her father teased, were brighter than the ‘twinkle, twinkle little

stars!/, which she always sang about. -er times spent with me grew

less acti#e and li#ely, )lled with a sense of foreboding and

forlornness her seemingly tight smile couldn!t suppress.

& suspect that the detrimental emotions originated from the austere

building & entered with Amy that one time. &t e0uded a disconcerting

feeling of coldness and had a sinister – almost ominous – ambience

which raised my hackles. For se#eral days, traces of the bitter reek

of antiseptic and the putrid stench of disinfectant lingered e#ery

time & breathed.

And then Amy disappeared for so long. "he time passed

e0cruciatingly slowly and, like a stone wedged into a paw, each day

elapsed hurt more and more. & waited unwa#eringly at the front

gates, eager to catch the )rst glimpse when she returned.

+ut she ne#er did.

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Spring departed and the aroma of the 1owers left with it, replaced

by the sweltering heat of summer. & still woke up to gaze through

the slits of the gate, waiting. +ut on one particular day, & gained the

courage to clamber o#er.

 "he )rst days of roaming the street, & was )lled with 2u#enile

con)dence and e0citement. 3radually, after searching e#ery

cre#ice, slope and corner on the streets, my hopes of )nding Amy

dwindled. -a#e & not looked closely enough – ha#e & missed her4

+ut regardless, my pursuit was not deterred by my lack of success. &

knew she wouldn!t abandon me without reason, so & am certain she

is in danger.

5ow, as the breeze grows stronger and my determination remains

resilient, & continue my search – for Amy.