Unfortunate Events
I had a vision in Africa, to go on a road trip and spend a week outside of civilization. The concept seemed amazing and not so much of a challenge, more like pleasure to me.
I called my closest friends, Sammy and Eli while debating whether or not to call my dubious cousin Ronny. They ended up agreeing straight away since summer had just begun which always made me ecstatic. The following day we went south on a road trip with Sammy's father, and Ronnie's father in another car, they gladly agreed which was splendid because they were usually lazy but nice chill. Four stops later we made it to this mystical place, Sunny and beautiful. As we stepped out i felt relieved and all of a sudden passionate, the flavorful wind reminded me of when i went cliff jumping with my sister,
on the trail halfway to where we were going to set up camp when Sammy viciously stops and throws his hefty duffel bags on his seventy two year old father, the father just carried them like it was a common occurrence which shocked me so i empathetically snatched them and carried on. The following day I was awakened by the water clashing against the rocks, by far my favorite way to wake up. I instantly dove head first into the crystal clear water which was soenergizing, it was as refreshing as a cup of coffee. As the crew headed down to my spot we decided to get breakfast, i wanted to head to the only local stand and get a ZaZa which is similar to a smoothie but Sammy got aggravated and wanted to use the supplies he brought to cook some eggs and toast, i was humbled so i agreed but the food ended up tasting bland since he forgot to bring spices which aggravated ronny to the point where he started racially slurring Sammy which caused Sammy to threaten him with assault, in that moment i took Sammy and went for a hike up to what the locals call “God's Bridge” which temporarily calmed down the situation, thankfully. The best part of the hike were the unpredictable trails because that's all I could see since I forgot my glasses and contact, He helped guide me but I was still giving him general directions. One moment we were on a dry scorching dirt path and the next we were walking in rivers almost fully submerged while taking swim breaks in between and snapping pictures, it was delightful and we had a great time.
Four hours later we were ready to head back but we found ourselves off-track so i suggested to follow the river which brought us right back to our camping spot, there we saw Ronny smoking a spliff while laying his muddy shoes on Sammy's favorite bag, i saw the pettiness coming out of ronny's eyes while Sammy walked over with rage, he went from mellow to looking infuriated. As he forcefully pulled Ronny's legs away i observed as he jumped up and pushed sammy away, in that moment i pulled them apart but that didn't stop them as they stumbled outside and started screaming the most vulgar things to each other, sammy not so much since he was the adult in this situation but that didn't stop him from defending himself because ronny threw a mighty punch right on sammys cheek, sammy kicked ronny frail legs which dropped him on his back, that's when Sammy's father came over and tried to stop them by yelling “Stop! Your just kids, Don't do this to each other” I could hear the pain and sorrow in his voice and so did Sammy so he came to his senses and walked away while i held back ronny while he weeped, eventually ronny ran off into the bushes, not sure where or how far. The following morning at breakfast we were all together, i could feel the tension between them but i also realized that ronny came to his senses which made me relieved, we had a final few dives and relaxed under some trees with the gentle wind brushing against my face while , then we ordered some lunch which took forever but it was worth the wait, we ended up going home far earlier than expected but i'm glad we enjoyed our final day together negativity free.
Spirit Animal
He was different. The more he grew the more he changed, he was going back to his roots. I watched him, learnt and respected him unlike my siblings,they would treat him as a teddy bear. Oscar had a personality like no other pet i've ever had, he was the definition of unique. One summer at midnight, a smoky room and a few tired friends, my brother shows up after a night out with a strange bag, he pulls out a kitten with a pink collar, we were shocked by his actions but also the kittens cuteness, in that moment i knew we had to keep him. The next morning i took him outside into the garden, he couldn't even walk or move he looked so bamboozled and amazed. It's like he never saw nature, like he grew up in an apartment.
I picked up his petite body and immediately put him on a tree branch and he started sharpening his nails. I knew he would get used to it in no time. Everyday after coming home I saw him laying his growing body on a wall that separated the garden from the forest which meant that he was exploring the forest everyday. As I walked up the stairs he would run up and follow me to my room, no food, no bait. Something about this cat was so special, his bright green eyes, his shiny black fur with a hint of white around his little head or his cute little chin. It was far more than appearance because I felt like we had a spiritual connection with a much deeper meaning than I could ever explain in words. Whenever I was down he would show up out of nowhere and forcefully demand love by rubbing his little head around my legs so I obviously would pet him and start playing with him, which cheered me up. He would play bite me while on his back kicking with his tiny legs which was adorable but as he grew older his play bites would scratch me up, both my arms would be full of cuts and little bites hence i eventually had to stop playing with him. Oscar grew into a fierce wild looking cat but whenever he was with me he would be vulnerable and sweet, he trusted me more than any cat ever has. Out of all my siblings he would bring me a dead mouse once in a while which was gross but I knew he just wanted me to be proud of him, he'd even let me bathe him after hassle free. Instead of using his litter box he would go outside somewhere far away and do his business which i liked, he was a very clean cat just like most but he wasn't lazy like most. One day when our old house cat died, even though they hated each other, he came to me and made me feel better, he was always there for me which sounds strange because he's a cat. I can't wait until I see him next summer. I don't want any pet whatsoever, I just want to spend time with my boy. It scares me when I think that I'll never have a cat that's like him again because every cat has their own unique personality. Overall I'll never forget you Oscar, you're not just in my heart but also in my thoughts everyday.