Seabass’ Diary…Day 125…Runaway

October 14, 2016-The inside of the truck was silent. I closed my eyes and listened closely…nothing. My heart thudded against my chest and I slowly opened my eyes. Bernard stared at me and I shook my head, “This is all my fault,” I said, “If I hadn’t gotten is into this mess in the first place this wouldn’t be happening.” Bernard didn’t offer any words of comfort and in that moment I knew that it was true. No matter how much I tried to convince myself that it wasn’t my fault, deep down I knew it was.

We waited for a beat but there was still no action outside of the building. “I think I’m going to investigate…I need to know that my humans are ok,” I said solemnly. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?” Bernard said quietly. I hung my head,”You know, you’re right, I have done enough…maybe it’s time that I left. The humans might be better off without me,” I said. “No…I didn’t mean it like that!” Bernard said, “All I meant was that we don’t know what’s happening! With the humans, with Simba, with anything!”

It felt as though a knife was jammed into my heart as I listened to his words. They hung in the air like a thick fog and I felt breathless. “I should just…leave…then there wouldn’t be any more trouble,” I said quietly as I opened the door to the truck. “Goodbye Bernard, thanks for all of your help,” I said and I stepped out onto the pavement. “NO! Seabass, get back here, it’s not safe!” Bernard pleaded, but it was too late. I had made up my mind and no one was going to stop me.

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