Hello! This story is about my pygmy goat, Bella. She is really small, black with white ears, and the cutest thing you’ve ever seen!
I’ll post new chapters, whenever I have time. Probably the weekends, you’ll be seeing more. Feel free to PM me comments, or post them. Warning! If you post them, I might get really confused and the story will be thrown off track! If you want to be in the story, or if you want one of your CS or maybe at home pets, pm me. I’ll give you the credit for your pets! J
I call this story, “Bella the Brave” because before I got her, her mommy died. She was bottle fed, and could never find the herd. Another goat, Itsy-Bitsy, she always helped Bella find them! She would run around a place she didn’t know, just to find the herd! Itsy-Bitsy might be in the story too! She looks like Bella, but she’s bigger. This story is fiction! But Bella is real!!!
(I’ll use the name, “Sam” for “I” because, Sam is in my username.)
Bella The Brave
By: happysam09
Bella and I were strolling through town. “Hey Bella!” the people would call. I would wave and Bella would do a small yelp. I saw some trouble in a nearby alley. A girl was cornered in between five boys. Two times her size! The girl was crying, kinda bleeding too. The large boy, the leader I’m guessing, he said something to the girl.
“Leave her alone!” I yelled. The boys turned to me. I felt a little stupid.
What! “Leave her alone?” Why would I say something so stupid?! I thought to myself.
“What! You think you can come down here, and tell me what to do?” the leader hollered.
“I’m telling’ you right now, leave her be!” I answered as strongly as I could.
“Do you know who you’re messing with?!”
“I don’t need to, as long as I know I can beat you up!”
At that moment, he swung his fist at me. It hit my cheek, hard. I yelped in pain. The boy chuckled. Out of nowhere, Bella swooped in and kicked the boy in the face! For my little baby, that was a hard kick! You could here the boy’s jaw snap a little! The others stared in amazement. “Get…that….goat!” The leader mumbled, through his bloody mouth.
Another boy picked up Bella and punched her! “Hey! That’s my baby! Don’t be punching my baby girl!” I screamed. “Fine.” the boy said with a filthy grin on his face. He put Bella down and kicked her!
“Oh my god. You’re gonna get it now!” I screamed loudly. I kicked his shin and then punched his face. Bella crawled behind a dumpster, bleeding bad. She would normally help, but she was hurt, bad.
Two other boys held down the small girl, the last came to fight me too!
I was being pounded! I was down on the ground being punched and kicked.
I recognized one of the faces. Josh. My old friend Josh. He’s not my friend anymore. One day, he went crazy and stabbed me. I still have the scar. On my stomach, too.
“Josh!” I yelped pitifully. Josh stopped kicking and looked at me. He told the others to stop too. “Sam?” he asked bending over to see my face. I moaned. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. “Hey guys! This is Sam. The girl I’ve told you about!”
The boys nodded and shook hands with me. I think Josh told them that we’re still friends. They apologized for hurting me so badly. Gosh, I was bleeding form head to toe, almost. My face and stomach, legs, hands, all those were bloody. The boys pulled Bella out and handed her to me. They shoved the girl to me too. They told me to get lost. I shrugged and walked the girl home.
When I got home, I patched Bella and I up. She did a small, “Mah?” as she always did. My parents were out for the month. A month?! They better have a good reason! I thought. Bella walked toward the door, then she trotted out the doggy door. “Where are you going?” I asked her, I walked out the door to see her in a full run down the street! I raced after her.
She ran to the old cemetery. At night. (Ironic, huh?)
She stood on a headstone. “What?” I asked her. “Mah!” Bella yelled jumping and stomping on the tomb. I bent down to read it. “Andrew Blounter, 1936-2009.” I looked at it, puzzled.
When Bella did these things, she usually led me to something useful. I’m not so sure this time….Yes I am! “Wait a second,” I began to say. “Andrew was Josh’s father! Yes, I remember! It was all over the news! ‘Boy kills father in stunning rage!’ That’s right, he ran away after that! That’s probably how he ended up with the gangsters. He’s an orphan now. You wanna help him, don’t you. You know he’s capable of so much more.” I asked Bella.
She did a small mah, in approval.
(next chapter will be coming soon!)








