PSLE: Kitten Abuse

School had finally ended! I plodded home, literally melting under the sweltering heat. Grunting under the weight of my elephantine school bag, I finally stumbled into the welcoming shade of the void deck.

As I trudged on, I was distracted by a soft mew, following by of hoots of mocking laughter. What was going on? Curiosity beckoned and I ventured behind a pillar. To my horror, two youths were in cahoots, abusing a poor kitten. Their eyes shot up in glee as they had tied rubber bands over his small thin body and were trying to shave it with a battery-charged shaver into a poodle-cat. I was appalled at the sight of the grotesque-looking cat. My blood was boiling! How could someone be so cruel? I clenched my fists and my knuckles turned white. 

Righteousness overtook my sensibilities as I advanced forward and glared at them. My eyes were burning like two hot coals! The youths were totally unmindful of my stares. They continued exhibiting their artistic talents right before me. Their evil cackles ricocheted off the walls as the kitten's sorrowful gaze and pitiful mews pleaded for my help.

In a split second, I arrowed in on the white kitten and hugged it in my bosom. This was a wrong move! The two youths were glowering at me, their eyes simmering in anger. Annoyance was practically radiating off their pores. I knew I was in the devil's pits! My mind convulsed on what to do but I froze like a statue, unable to move.

“You like to be a busybody? Then you have to pay a heavy price for it!” The chubby-faced man with tattoos at his forearms approached me with the buzzing shaver in his hand.

“Yes! Let's give him a brand new hairstyle like what we did to the kitten!” the lanky one with beady eyes suggested.

I tried to fight them off but the stout one overpowered me and the lanky one started shaving my head. Hair fell around me and tears brimmed in my eyes.  Bouts of laughter erupted and echoed at the void deck.

Suddenly, we heard rushing footsteps and all movement ceased. I looked up and two policemen were right before us, their lips curled in distaste. The youths blanched in trepidation and their legs went weak like jelly.

“You are under arrest!” roared the policemen who immediately slapped the metallic handcuffs over them. They were escorted to the waiting patrolling car. Apparently, some kind Samaritan had notified the police.

One police officer then asked if I was alright. I reassured him that I was fine and continued my way home.  Tears streaked down my tanned cheeks as I stifled in sobs, recalling the  humiliating incident a moment ago.  Passers-by threw strange stares at me and my kitten but I did not care.   

 

Under my care, the kitten has speedily recovered and my hair has grown back with a vengeance. In fact, thanks to the two youths, the cat has become my pet cum best friend.