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My Heaven

December 1, 2022
By kaerae30 BRONZE, Phoenix, Arizona
kaerae30 BRONZE, Phoenix, Arizona
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      I drive my head through the rubber doors, my body following me, pushing through one after another until I reach my destination. I am blinded by light, and as I slowly adjust my eyes, I firmly press my feet onto the ground, sending shots of warmth throughout my body. I look around me, the trees, the rocks, the chairs, everything is where it always is, yet every time it feels like a new sight. Adrenaline starts to curse through my veins, almost like a river would on a hill, and as I take a deep whiff of air, my heart rate increases by the second. Thousands of scents fill my nose, and I take them all in, almost tasting the honeyed flowers and the salty water. I adjust my ears to the perfect angle, tilted to where I can listen to every small movement around me. I stay perfectly still, so these movements won’t be able to listen to me back. As I glaze my eyes across the land, I spot a minuscule bird on the edge of the tall barrier a few yards away. I immediately crouch down, making myself almost invisible. The bird doesn’t seem to see me, so I advance in my attack. I creep closer, closer, and closer, until I can see the small feathers underneath the bird's wings. As I took a deep breath, I became ready to strike. I pounced at the bird. Missing by an inch, I fall embarrassingly back to the ground.

The adrenaline is now fading, and I watch as the bird flutters away, screaming as if to mock me. I shook off the dirt collected in my fur, and strolled across the land, making my way over to the square pit of sand. Before I performed my daily routine, I dug my claws through the sand, creating a suitable spot for my system. This had to be a meticulous effort, for I had to avoid the metal bars at the bottom of the pit. Once my spot was foolproof, I leaped into this burrow and began to roll my body in the sand. The sand began to strip away the itches living deep into my skin, sending a relief through my body. The sand was a lukewarm temperature, not enough to chill my body, yet enough to savor. As I danced through the sand, I suddenly felt the ice-cold bars at the bottom of the pit on my back, and that distasteful feeling forced me to urgently thrust out of this pit and go onto my next adventure.

The sun is now setting, and I stretched my body and took a deep yawn. My body naturally headed over to the tall blockade, and I jumped up into the air until my feet felt the rough edge of this barricade. This was my favorite spot; I could see everything. On one side, there’s humans walking past with pets of their own. Loud cars speeding by, bikes, kids, birds, the cacophony was nonstop. Yet on the other side, my side, it was nothing but tranquility. The soft breeze in the air, the warmth of the sun soaking into my skin, slowly creeping through my body like a river; this side was what I truly enjoyed. I laid down in my usual spot and watched as small ripples traveled through the big body of water, and then hit the side and traveled the other way, creating a never ending cycle. I looked to my right and watched as ants traveled across the stumps where the tall trees used to be, wildly rummaging in a line like workers would in a factory. As I bathed in the sun, a small hummingbird whizzed past. I carefully watched it, speeding around the land until it found what it was searching for. It hovered over a small feeder, dangling from the spiny branch of the tree, and drank from the plastic flowers sticking up through the intricate feeder. It was moving so quickly my eyes couldn’t keep up with the small creature. I watched dizzily as its wings were moving rapidly, up and down, up and down, never catching a break. I watched as it finished its last gulp, and flew back to where it first appeared and it made me wonder. How could an animal fight that hard just to live, with no time to relax and take in its surroundings? As I pondered over this thought I grew thankful that I get to relish in my impervious life. The line of ants on the stump, the mice in their burrows, the lizards climbing through the rocks, there were so many forms of life in this land yet I was the luckiest one. Instead of having to repeatedly work to survive, I get to enjoy life, and this place, this heaven, was the true enjoyment that life could give.


The author's comments:

This piece is about my cat Penny and her adventures she experiences as an outdoor cat.


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