Personal Narrative Fiction

I wake up warmer than I usually do today. I open my eyes but all I see is darkness. As I start to sit up the darkness falls away little by little. When I am finally up I examine what caused the darkness. I look around and recognize the street I’m on. A blanket lays beside me which seemed to have been on my head. I also notice where the warmth was coming from; a human is sitting beside me. His eyes are closed, and I decide it would be best to leave if I don’t want to be beaten. Something I experience with humans more often than not. Just then his eyes flutter open and he looks at me. After a few second of him trying to keep his eyes open, he smiles at me. Something I am not often greeted with. He makes noises with his mouth and pushes a can towards me, I look inside and see food. I like this human. …show more content…
We went down to the river to find food. As we head deeper into the dried up river, we find berries and a few round silver looking thing that my human seemed happy about. As we walk more I run over to something that looks like a big squirrel. As I get closer I find it’s not a squirrel, but rather a blanket like the one my human puts on me every night. That blanket keeps me warm. As I think back to the nights we have spent together, I realize he never had a blanket to keep him warm. I pick up the blanket in my mouth and rush over to him. I find him near a small puddle of water scooping it up and putting it in a container. I nudge his leg to make my presence known and put down the blanket. My human turns and sees the blanket. His mouth turns upward and he bends down to pick up the cloth and pet me. Today is a good