《JenLisa Oneshots》83- Lost
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Lisa's POV
One fine day when I was still a stubborn, hardheaded, goofy and sneaky little kitten, I got lost in the realm of humans.
I just found myself in the street, seeing humans walk pass by each other, some will kick you and some will not even notice you were there. I don't know what to do.
"I was lost."
"How to get Back!?"
"What a cruel world is it?"
Thoughts that are running in my mind.
Hoping I could get back to our world.
I walk and walk and walk.
Until I was at the calm beach? It was night time. The city are clouded by loud noises but the seaside was at peace.
The wind blew like a lullaby, the sound of the waves thumping against the big rocks sooths your ears.
It was calm.
I felt safe.
But I was frightened by a loud cry.
Trying to know where the sound came from, I saw the culprint.
It was a cute little human girl crying. Has her cat-eyes looks so teary and her fluffy red cheeks stained with tears.
She tripped herself and has her knees wounded.
So I, being such a good kitten, approach her. She has her face covered by her arms so I get her attention by licking her hands.
She got startled but smile.
"Oh hi, little kitten. Ugg you're so cutee~ Are you lost?" she ask me with her baby voice
'Seems like she have already forgotten about her wound, huh?'
She caught me off guard when she lifted me up and smudge up her face with my cheeks. Then she rock me like a baby.
'Oh God I feel dizzy.'
'What is this kid's problem?'
But my thought was cut short when I hear her laugh, It was the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard.
It was continuous.
It was carefree.
And I know I'll never forget that day.
The day when I met an adorable crybaby.
^^
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