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Marty. Loser winner
Loser winner
Marta Green
© Marta Green, 2019
ISBN 978-5-4485-3433-1
Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero
Marty. lozer winner.
«Marty, you are a kitten, and everyone loves cheerful kittens! So, why aren’t you playing with others?» Mother-cat rested on the sunny beat-up trunk of a fallen tree, dangled her paws, and looked sadly at her son.
Marty looked up at her with his blue eyes. He wished he could answer but he did not know what. It is not that he did not want to have fun; it just did not work out somehow. When others jumped and somersaulted, chasing flies, all he wanted to do was run to his favorite glade and listen to the gurgling of water among stones in the fast brook… He wondered where it rushes.
Besides, Marty liked the fact that his glade was on a high hill that overlooked the whole new world he knew nothing about yet.
«I have a feeling», Marty started climbing up. «I have a feeling I must go somewhere…» A couple of times his paws failed him but he managed to climb up and make himself comfortable next to his mum.
«Sonny, where must you go? You are my little day-dreamer but now it’s time to grow up. Kittens are born to live next to people, make them laugh by their playing and purr sweetly. Stop running to that glade. Let’s go home, and tomorrow you will start acting like a normal kitten, or people will not take you.» Mother got up, stretched herself, jumped down gracefully and disappeared in the grass.
Marty grew quiet and kept sitting on the old tree trunk, looking at the dark clouds that were approaching from afar, hiding the sunlight. He knew everyone thought he was strange, and some of them even laughed at him.
«I guess I really am small for this huge world… Mum’s right! Tomorrow when I get up I’ll start acting like everyone else. Goodbye, my little glade, maybe one day I will come here with my human.» He got up and began walking the trunk carefully to jump down and go home.
Meanwhile, dark clouds crawled closer and the first big drops already started falling. They grew in numbers so quick that in a minute it was raining cats and dogs. Marty had hardly thought that the trunk of the fallen tree could grow soft under the rain when he heard a crack under his paws, lost his balance, and fell into the darkness in a mere of a second.
Marty realized he was inside the trunk that was hollow and already started filling up with rainy water.
«I should get out as soon as possible.» He thought and splashed in water with all his might, having no idea what else he could do. Water caught him up and carried him somewhere; the darkness began to clear and together with a bubbling stream Marty shot out to the grass, skated down and found himself in the stream he used to watch.