Oliver was my best friend when I was little. I got him when I was four. I named him Oliver from my favorite movie, Oliver And Company. It was the middle of November, I just turned 7. We got home and I looked for Oliver everywhere, I couldnt find him. My parents went looking for him, outside. He was no where to be found. I finally gave up looking for 5 days, and assumed that he was lost. I cried and cried. I went to school the next day, sulking. I brang a picture of him on a poster, saying LOST CAT, IF FOUND PLEASE RETURN, and no one heard, or seen him. I had a dream that night that he came back and I was so relived. But I woke up and tears were down my cheeks. At last finally got over crying about every time I thought about Oliver. I have never seen Oliver since. Its been 3 years and I love him to deth. I think that he will never come back.
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True story, its touching.