Poor little Jonny

     Johnny was a boy around the age of eight.  He got good grades, was well behaved and he was a ladies man to all the eight year-old girls on the playground.  He lived with his parents in a rundown shack on a large property with many acres of woods.  Which this was good for Johnny, in a sense.  You Johnny was a latch key kid you know the kind that comes home from school and returns to an empty house because his parents were always working and didn’t have time for poor little Johnny.  But he didn’t seem to mind too much.  Well every day after school Johnny would be the good little boy he was and complete all his chores and homework.  After that Johnny did what he enjoyed more than anything in the world; exploring the woods.  Johnny knew the woods like the back of his hands.  He knew where the best trees to take a nap in, where all the trails led to, and where the best fishing spots were.

 Well one day after school Johnny completed everything asked of him.  So like every other day Johnny went exploring like always.  Johnny took a long walk on one of his favorite trails that would lead to a clearing shaded from the sun by the tree tops.  Johnny arrived at his favorite spot and decided to take a nap.  It was a good nap the kind that you wake up from feeling more rested from.  He may have slept for hours that day but was suddenly woken by a rustling in the bushes.  He walked over to the noisy bush that had the nerve to wake him from his peaceful slumber.  He reached inside the bush and was spooked by a soft and gentle sounding meow.  After he regained his composure a skinny black and silver hair cat popped out of the bushes.  Johnny was ecstatic to see a cat, so he did what any eight year-old would do and he attempt to pet it.  The cat was calm and allowed Johnny to pet it.  Upon inspection Johnny notices a collar with a name tag that just said “Sambow”. 

Johnny took the cat home with him that night.  His parents were home that night and were not excited about the idea of keeping the cat.  So while Johnny was sleeping that kicked the cat out of the house and the cat scurried into the night.  Johnny woke up that morning to the absence of Sambow.  Johnny was furious so he skipped school, (which he had never done) to search the whereabouts of Sambow.  He spent all morning calling the cat.  Morning turned into afternoon and soon after afternoon turned to night.  Night was chilly with a full moon and the clearest of skies.  Johnny was about to give up on his search but attempted one last shout.  He screamed as loud as possible the cat’s name.  He was about to return home when he heard a very faint cat cry.  His aching feet dragged along until he came to a tree and observed the cat was caught in the top of the tree.  This wasn’t just any tree, it was one of the tallest in the forest, but Johnny didn’t care.  So he started to climb this mammoth of a tree.  Half way up the clear sky turned to an ominous gray with dark clouds that hid the moon in the night.  But Johnny was dead set on getting this cat.  He climbed on.  Rain stated to pour from the heavens but Johnny climbed on.   Finally he reached the top from being the master climber he was.  Johnny reached for the cat and at the moment he did a lightning bolt hit the tree top. 

Johnny and the cat had disappeared from existence.  No one ever searched for either one.  Its as if they never existed.  But one can go back to that tree and will hear the voice of Johnny calling for his cat, as well as the faint cry of the cat Sambow.