Chasing the butterflies. You dont get to say a word, turn around.
Because it happened so fast,
Now there's nothing I could do,
Niether can you,
But dont worry, it's not your fault,
All it was...a small mistake.
Nova, dear my friend, listen to me,
Now it's all over, no "You And Me"
No roll back, no pause.
Nothing.
Just the life that changed everything, but it can't be played back,
Now all that's left...is memories,
Of the old times we had, now I must go, leave you behind
Nova, dear my freind, listen to me, carefully.
He will take care of you, I promise that you will forget
Dont know if I will keep the promise I just held,
But you must promise me something,
Never loose hope, never loose life and happiness,
Now you must go on, without me...
Nova, dear my friend, if there was, something we could do,
But know it's all over, no "You And Me"
Our Happy times...and company,
Our life as Best Friends, that over too,
But dont forget the happy times, we had...
But know they are gone.
Forever...
Nova, dear my friend, listen to me.
You must go on...without me...
^^The song above is just a part of the song I made for this story, tell me if I should post the entire lyrics. Oh and dont forget, that it is a slow and sad song, so dont go rapping it, or you wont feel the pulse of it. It really tells you about what this story will really be about, so I hope you like it.
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Chapter 1
My paws dig deep into the sand as I stand and kept an eye on the land. I look over the steep mountains in the distance and the beautiful waves that form on the sea's waters. It was an OK day, it was quite chilly and a weak wind blew, but for me, and my master, this day was treasure. Most of the time it rains. And if it doesn't rain, it's terrible stormy. But today, none of that had really came out of the weather, so we where ''celebrating''. And my master? He was a tall man, which had short brown hair and hazel-nut eyes. What else can I say? We both where...um...to be honest, I’m not so sure how to call us. But in two words, we helped people that needed help. For example, a blind person. We could visit him and help him around sometimes. We also supported many charities. My master really cared about other people, pretty much everyone.
Once the sun peeked out from the clouds, it's sunlight fell shone on my gleaming, golden coat, since I was a Golden Retriever, my tongue at the side of my mouth and hanging down to my cheeks and chin as I try to get my breathe from my long run. I look down at the stick I had just found, it was from some kind of tree bark, I wasn't really sure how it got there, but a stick is a stick. I proudly bent my head down and dig my teeth into it, lifting it up. As the stick was lifted and placed into my mouth, I look around, and wonder where my master could be. Suddenly, the stick got yanked out of my mouth, I jerk back in shock, but gave a funny bark as I feel embarrass, my master! He had a huge grin against his face, from one ear to the other, "What is it Nova? Got spooked?" he chuckled and raised the stick, swinging it in the air in a teasing way. I bark in a playful way and jump up, almost on top of him. But my concentration was on the stick, I had to get it, I had to! I jumped up again, almost snatching it from his hand, but he quickly jerked back and I missed.
Finally he tossed it into the air and set it flying against the sky. I ran after it and pranced up, catching it. A doggy-smile was on my face as I carried the stick back, I was a quite smart dog, I had to be smart if I had to help people in need. I used to be a Guide Dog, which means I used to help blind people move around. So I had to know where my home was, the shops, where to turn and where to stop. A whole person's life was on my shoulders when I was one. But soon, the person I worked with (Who was a very old man indeed) had to be put into a rest home. And the rest home that he was put into didn't allow any animals, so I was put into the pound. I don’t really know what happened to him, but it's been quite a while. If you count in dog years, it's been an awful lot of time, but I still remember him. The old, dark glasses. The grey, baggy jeans. His big, round belly, chocolate skin, and of course, his stick. Too bad I was not allowed to chew on it, but it didn't look like a stick you would go around chewing. It looked...plastic. But anyway, I stayed in the pound for many days, until my now day master came along. He gave me a grin and a pat on the head before he got a leash and we happily walked out of the terrible place. He was very surprised on how I walked right beside his leg and didn’t pull at all, he didn't know my past. And still doesn't. But I love him to pieces; he is the best master ever. Many dog owners wouldn't like to take care of their pets. Most of time, they want one to show-off. But my master was different; he cared about me more than himself.
I sleep beside his bed, and he doesn't mind if in the middle of the night I jump on-top of his bed and lie down beside him. My company only makes him sleep better. I he gives me my good dreams too. One day I heard him say "Nova, why did you sleep in the kitchen? I had a nightmare about you running away from me" I stared at him for a moment, and bent down onto his knees. "Nah you would never leave me, wouldn't you?" he smiled and bent down, giving me a tight hug. Of course wouldn’t’, I think, I promise
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Chapter 2
"Nova... Nova wake up!" I hear in the corner of my ear, I move my ear to the side and slowly open my eyes; I look around to see my master. He seemed quite...anxious? But why my master woke me up at what time? About 5...6 in the morning. With my eyes half closed and body feeling numb, not still quite awake from my deep sleep, I look up at him, as if asking: What is it? Why so important and so early? He looked at me and quickly grabbed hold of his jean-coat, which was hanging on a hook. "Come on you sleepy head! We have a new customer, it's a person with one leg that wants to get a job, but no one wants him in. He has excellent education though. So we need to help him" he finally got his coat on and reached out for my leash, although I didn't quite need it, he still took it. I stretch out my left, front leg and get some of my balance onto it, lifting up my body. Then got my other legs to keep me standing, I stretch out my back legs and shake my head, getting out the dreams. I let out a short yawn before padding over to my master, who quickly clipped on the leash to my collar and basically shot out the door. I look back, did he lock the door? Probably did, like why wouldn't he?
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The outside. It was lashing rain, the complete opposite of the day we where on the beach. It was very dark too, strangely the sun was supposed to be starting to rise. But it didn’t. There wasn't a glimpse of light but the dull shine from the cars and traffic light. Once the door was pushed over, the mix of freezing air and lasing rain hit my face, which caused them too burn. I slightly shake my head and whimper, but stopped, trying not to let my master down. But it was really, really cold. Plus the rain, it was terrible. My coat was already soaked with rain, I looked up at my master, he was holding onto his cap and holding it down, to get the rain from his eyes, the collar of his shirt was pulled up and his jacket seemed darker, also damper than usual. We break our way through the storm, trying to figure out where the car was, but we saw nothing. But the darkness was frightening; it can’t be so dark at 5:30 am! "Nova?! This way!" he yelled under his breathe, the wind almost blurring out his entire speech, but I heard him. I came in closer to his leg and put my face down, my forehead where I should be looking, but eyes had red blood shots in them and I probably stepped with my right, front paw into a pile of broken glass, because the pain in it was unbelievable. It was time to close the road, I knew that because he stopped and moved his head, left to right. He quickly jerked forward to cross as fast as he could. I don’t get to say a word, before I heard a sound. It sounded like a skidding car. My eyes widen, we cant cross! But my master was already half way there. BANG! I just get pushed over and knocked off balance; I somehow end on the other side of the pass-through. I lift my head and see the car, a red BMW that just turned over the corner and disappeared. I wouldn't be surprised if the driver was drunk, just the way the car drove it was quite obvious. I turn my head the other way, I see that the car had hit down a pole, and something else...what was that? My...my master.
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[center]Chapter 3
"Nova... Nova wake up!" I hear in the corner of my ear, I move my ear to the side and slowly open my eyes; I look around to see my master. He seemed quite...anxious? But why my master woke me up at what time? About 5...6 in the morning. With my eyes half closed and body feeling numb, not still quite awake from my deep sleep, I look up at him, as if asking: What is it? Why so important and so early? He looked at me and quickly grabbed hold of his jean-coat, which was hanging on a hook. "Come on you sleepy head! We have a new customer, it's a person with one leg that wants to get a job, but no one wants him in. He has excellent education though. So we need to help him" he finally got his coat on and reached out for my leash, although I didn't quite need it, he still took it. I stretch out my left, front leg and get some of my balance onto it, lifting up my body. Then got my other legs to keep me standing, I stretch out my back legs and shake my head, getting out the dreams. I let out a short yawn before padding over to my master, who quickly clipped on the leash to my collar and basically shot out the door. I look back, did he lock the door? Probably did, like why wouldn't he?
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The outside. It was lashing rain, the complete opposite of the day we where on the beach. It was very dark too, strangely the sun was supposed to be starting to rise. But it didn’t. There wasn't a glimpse of light but the dull shine from the cars and traffic light. Once the door was pushed over, the mix of freezing air and lasing rain hit my face, which caused them too burn. I slightly shake my head and whimper, but stopped, trying not to let my master down. But it was really, really cold. Plus the rain, it was terrible. My coat was already soaked with rain, I looked up at my master, he was holding onto his cap and holding it down, to get the rain from his eyes, the collar of his shirt was pulled up and his jacket seemed darker, also damper than usual. We break our way through the storm, trying to figure out where the car was, but we saw nothing. But the darkness was frightening; it can’t be so dark at 5:30 am! "Nova?! This way!" he yelled under his breathe, the wind almost blurring out his entire speech, but I heard him. I came in closer to his leg and put my face down, my forehead where I should be looking, but eyes had red blood shots in them and I probably stepped with my right, front paw into a pile of broken glass, because the pain in it was unbelievable. It was time to close the road, I knew that because he stopped and moved his head, left to right. He quickly jerked forward to cross as fast as he could. I don’t get to say a word, before I heard a sound. It sounded like a skidding car. My eyes widen, we cant cross! But my master was already half way there. BANG! I just get pushed over and knocked off balance; I somehow end on the other side of the pass-through. I lift my head and see the car, a red BMW that just turned over the corner and disappeared. I wouldn't be surprised if the driver was drunk, just the way the car drove it was quite obvious. I turn my head the other way, I see that the car had hit down a pole, and something else...what was that? My...my master.
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[center]Chapter 3
I woke up at a loud noise and of the feeling of me being thrown into the air and quickly landing again. The world began to come back again, I find myself in a cage that seemed to be at the back of someone's car. The cage was made of metal, so there's no way I can chew free. The metal bars where too close together, so I couldn't squeeze thought. The floor! I think and look down on the blanket that was spread across the bottom of the metal cage, I try to stand up, but the cage is too short for me, so I just put my paw forward and slightly move the blanket to the side...metal. Is everything here metal? I asked myself angrily, I hated staying in tiny areas, cages where the worst. My master would never put me in one, so I know that it couldn't have been him. I slightly bare my teeth and let out a warning growl, looking around. "Already awake?" a voice came out, not calm or caring like her master's but more like a low growl, or a quiet angry scream, "Nova?" was added, I growl my teeth again, this time the growl was louder which meant he had one more chance before I will aim for freedom, "Shut up!" the voice shot back, this time a lot more anger was filled in the tone of the voice. I didn't see the person though, and that made me more worried. Where am I? Where am I being taken to? I thought and put my head down, but again, the car basically jumped and made me hit my head of the top of the cage, then a fell back again. This was probably caused by the car driving on uneven ground.
This continued for many hours that seemed like days. I feel the car stop, but I was not relaxed. I was fierce. And I must get out! I was just about to stretch out my neck and attempt to stupidly chew away, but as I feel the cage rising, I quickly jerk back and roll into a ball, hiding my face. The cage was carried without any care, as if the person for got I was inside. I peep out from my fur and look around with one eye. What I see, is a big house which looked like a mansion. It had about 5 floors, in front of it was a beautiful white-stone fountain of a standing lion, and water spilling from it's mouth. The windows where perfectly clean and looked after. There was grass at the sides of the house's walls which was cut evenly and was a perfect green color. The path that was leading from the start of the front garden, after the fountain and straight into the house. I look that this house as if I was just brought into a house that was placed in heaven. But why was I brought here? And where was my master?
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Chapter 4
The cage was brought inside, I watched the beautiful landscape sweep by as I was carried. Finally, the huge doors open and the an that was carrying me, walked inside. All he really did, was to put down the cage in the middle of the hall that you come in when you just enter, and then just left. He didn’t open the cage, or didn’t look at me. He didn’t even speak. I heard the doors close and then there was dead silence. But it wasn’t dark, so it gave me a chance to look around, There was a huge staircase in the middle of the hall, the broke into two pieces and went into two different directions. Many random coffee tables at the sides of the hall, with flower-vases that had some huge daisies in them. There where many paintings on the walls too, and the floor looked so smooth you could slip. This didn’t look like my old home at all! But I still just stared, what else could I do? The cage was metal, my teeth where useless on them.
When I was just about to close my eyes, I hear a shriek, but not a shriek of fear, but of excitement. “Mother! Father! She’s here!” I heard someone say, it sounded like a little girl, that had just been given the best present in the whole world. I tilt my head and look where the shriek came from, the staircase. Just then, I see a little girl. About 10 years of age, her hair was blonde, long and curly while her eyes where a pretty green. She was dressed into a beautiful white dress, small white shoes, knee-high socks and a white bow in her hair. Oh, and also a silver pin in her dress that from a distance looked like a dog. She was a bit old-fashioned. I watch the little girl lift her dress as she ran down the stairs, she then ran up to my cage and was about to open the door when we both heard another voice, “Do you like her?” it said, it definitely belonged to a woman, “Of course Mother! What a question! I love her!” she smiled and opened the door, I slowly walk out and look at her with my big, hazel eyes, “Happy birthday!” said another voice, this time, a man’s. I feel the girl wrapping her arms around my neck, she was hugging me. But why? Who even was she? And where was my master?
“Mother? Father?” she asked, looking at them
“Yes sweetie?” her Mother said
“What is her name?” she asked
“Her name is Nova?, that’s what we heard” her Father said
"But where did she come from?” she asked
“Enough questions, now why wont you show Nova her new home?’'
New Home, those words echo in my head. I don’t even realize that the girl was putting on a new color onto my neck. A silver-white tiny color with diamonds stuck into it, also a name tag in the shape of a heart. Also silver.
New Home, the echo said again, New Home
