When I was 16 I felt alone. No friends, no family, no one to care. Yet my parents, which did a horrible job at raising any child, sent me out of the house yelling, "when you find your appreciation for us, you can come back!" Truth is, I never did find appreciation for them. However, I found appreciation for something much greater.
Since I had nowhere to go, I drove around until coming across the tiniest animal shelter I've ever seen. I had never had much contact with animals.
My heart pulled at me to stop in and look at the poor creatures, so I did just that. There was something that appealed to me about this place. These animals were unwanted; I guess that's something we had in common.
When I walked into the small building I was shocked to find how many animals were inside. The dogs began barking in welcome and, as if it was a chorus concert, the cats joined in.
I smiled, dragging my fingers along the cage bars as I walked through the rows of animals. For once, I felt as if I truly belonged.
"May I help you?" I turned to look at a middle aged woman, standing with a soft smile. "Are you here to adopt?"
"Um no thank you. I was just looking around." The woman nodded and walked off. I went back to walking through the place and once I was done, I left.
I went back every day to see those animals. The woman there seemed to notice how much I loved the animals so I became a volunteer.
The day a chocolate colored lab was brought into the shelter changed my life. He had soft eyes and a sad demeanor. Yet every time I would make eye contact with him he'd look away immediately. It was like looking at a mirror image of me. I wanted to say to him, "I see you dog. I know you've felt pain" but somehow I think he already knew I knew.
When adoption day came around, I did my best to keep Max away from the people. I knew it was selfish but he was just like me, and I couldn't bear to see him leave. After helping a family find their new cat, I went back to Max's cage only to find it empty. A lump in my throat formed and my eyes tugged with tears.
"Where's Max?" When I was told he was adopted, I immediately ran out of the shelter looking for the family.
When my eyes landed on Max, I sprinted to catch up. "Wait!" I shoved myself in front of them. "P-please don't take him! He means everything to me!" Tears rushed down my face as I explained to them why he couldn't go. To my surprise, the family handed me the leash and gave me a hug, wishing me luck. I wrapped my arms around Max and cried out of pure joy. My best friend wasn't going anywhere.
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To Be Alone - Wonder The Movie
Short StoryMelissa Tain recalls on a time in her life where she felt truly alone. Her family didn't support her, she had no friends, and no one cared about her. However, when Melissa stumbles across an animal shelter, she feels like she belongs. She gives her...