So sorry it took me so long to get this up. Our basement got about an inch of rain and we had to unhook the computer. That's why I couldn't get anything up. Well, here is another part.
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Jing skidded down the street, turning down a dark alley. Stopping to catch her breath, she pressed herself against the fence. She heaved a sigh and fell. She had lost a lot of blood. Her head pounded, and her vision became fuzzy. Her eyes closed and her world went dark.
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Jing opened her eyes, rubbing her temples. She looked around her to see a small boy laying eye-level with her, his eyes closed in slumber. Carefully, jumping over him from her makeshift bed, she began to explore this new area.
It seemed that the boy's family wasn't very rich. Scattered all over the floor were various wrappers, newspapers, and a ton of other things you would find in a dumpster. Jing continued to wander around, her neon eyes glowing in the dim light.
Entering a small kitchen, Jing came upon another human. This time it was a woman. Her short, brown hair bounced around her face as she worked over the stove. She looked down to the black and white queen and smiled. Her face showed the kindness Jing had long forgotten. Macavity had seen to it that she forgot it completely. But now, her mind began to remember the love she once felt.
"Jing!" Demeter called. "Where could that kitten be?"
Jing let out a war cry and landed on her mother's back. Demeter gasped and froze. Jing clambered down and tumbled in front of the yellow tabby. She giggled at the sight of her mother and scampered of a few steps and turned back.
"Mom?" she asked, cautiously approaching her mother.
She was just about to touch her when Demeter grabbed the small kitten and began to tickle her. Jing squealed with laughter, struggling to get away. Finally the queen stop and the two lay side by side as the sun faded into the west.
A tear streamed down Jing's cheek as the happy memory filled her mind. Quietly, she darted out of the room and back to where the boy lay. She nestled her way under his arm and wept. The boy opened his eyes and sat up, lifting the tabby into his lap. He stroked her recently-brushed-fur and talked to her.
"You're such a pretty kitty." His voice was soft. "Mom said we could keep you until you got better. You look better." He held her up to look at her.
Placing her back into his lap, he let out a sharp gasp and grabbed his chest. Jing was pushed from his legs. She stood beside him, looking worried. He continued to cough and wheeze. His mother rushed in and scooped her son into her arms. She looked panic-stricken. Her face went pale and sweat began to appear on her face. She hurried out of the room, Jing following close behind. She had just met this human and........she was afraid she might lose him.
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I know it was short, but I needed to stop.
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