Cashew. I never really cared for cats, so thank god my dad brought home a dog. Poor boy never had a family. Like me. Or well I had parents. But were they really parents, when they acted like they were the children? My mom was a drinker and a smoker. She also took a beating from my father quite often. She died of lung cancer when I was nine. My father? I actually have no idea where he is. He took off after my mom died. He left me in the dirt. No, he dragged me through the dirt before leaving me there to die. I had nothing. Except Cashew. I got Cashew some days before he left. He was only a puppy, so if my dad expected him to protect me, he was wrong. I completely lost track of time after my father left. It could have been a day. Or a week. But at last, our neighbor found me and Cashew. I remember laying on the floor, with Cashew when she knocked on the door. Cashew was always a cuddly little fellow. He always wanted to be near me. He though he was protecting me. And in a way, he was. Just his presence made me happier, more confident, and just warmed my heart. Cashew was the only one who never gave up on me. Even though I still hate my father, he gave me the best gift I have ever gotten. And after all, a dog is a mans best friend. Maybe he left because he knew he couldn't give me the love I deserve. Or maybe he just didn't love me....
After Mrs. Campbell, our neighbor found me, all my time was spent in different foster homes. I guess I´m not a keeper.
Lillian Carter. A very nice lady I would say. I have lived with her for about 5 years now. Mr. Carter passed away before I even met Lillian. She always tells me stories about him. He sounds wonderful and I wish I could have met him. Lillian has shoulder long, blonde hair. She is very pretty and sophisticated. She is in her 40 but acts like a total 20 year old.
"Ellie I just heard this song on the radio and I love it!" She squeaks, while caring some brown bags. "Was it a love song again" I give out a loud sigh. She has this thing about love songs and I hate it. Why don't people sing about important things? Like the climate changes. We´re dying from the heat, but yeah sure tell me more about how much you loved him. It just doesn't seem right. "Well yeah, but I think you´re going to like this" She sounds like an exited child, while jumping down on the sofa, with her computer. "John Legend - All Of Me" She types in the youtube tab.
"What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright"
"I....Really like his voice" I cant find anything else to say. "Ellie is something wrong? You look pale?" She walks over to me and feels my forehead, like a real mother would do. My body shivers by her touch, and I turn my cheek away from her. I look over at Cashew, who is sleeping in his doggy bed.
"Cashew!" I stand up and stretch. "Shall we call it a day?" He just follows me into my room. Im fearing for what tomorrow will bring. And with good reason.