The Ham Sandwich: A Short Story
Start writing a post

The Ham Sandwich: A Short Story

Our friendship started with a lonely boy and a ham sandwich.

The Ham Sandwich: A Short Story

I never wanted to say goodbye to Casper, but it was bound to happen sometime. Our friendship started with a lonely boy and a ham sandwich. After I got kicked out of my home, I started living on the streets, sleeping in the parks, and eating from the dumpsters that lay around the city. It wasn’t until I found the boy sitting outside of the high school with an uneaten ham sandwich that I found an opportunity for meal and a friend.

I was never one to be bold, but I hadn’t eaten in a few days and I was starving. The boy saw me coming and watched me as I approached. I stopped a few feet away, unsure if he would ignore me or not, but all caution was thrown to the wind as he held out the ham sandwich and told me he wasn’t going to eat it anyways.

Grateful for the meal, I snatched it from him and was about to run off when he called out. He said he didn’t have anyone to eat lunch with and could use the company, so I walked back and sat next to him, eating my ham sandwich. I didn’t talk much, but he told me all about what was happening in his school, how people were annoying, and how he missed his father. He told me all sorts of things and I sat there and listened, giving comfort by just being there.

This is how it went on for several months. I’d meet him at lunch and he’d bring a ham sandwich. He ate the bread and I ate the ham. He talked, and I listened.

One night, there was a big rain storm. By the time I found shelter, I was already soaking wet so I spent the night shivering in the doorway of a restaurant. When I met Casper the next day, he gave me his jacket so I could warm up and didn’t object when I curled up next to him. This is one of my favorite memories.

To me, Casper was my home. From him, I learned that I wasn’t homeless. He showed me that home could be a person. So when he told me that his family was moving, I couldn’t deal with it. I had just found a new home after getting thrown out of my old one and now he was leaving.

I was too angry and hurt to anything besides run away. I heard him calling after me but I didn’t feel like listening. What would I do without Casper? I couldn’t understand why he couldn’t take me with him. I couldn’t be that much of a burden, could I?

I guess that’s what hurt the most.

I didn’t see Casper after that. It’s something that I’ll always regret because I never got to say goodbye.

It was a Saturday when I went back to our meeting place. I knew he wouldn’t be there but I had nothing better to do and our old meeting place was one of the few things that gave me comfort.

Casper had left. I had watched him get into the car with his family and drive off. He hadn’t even tried to say goodbye.

My best friend, my home, was leaving me behind. I had become homeless once again.

When I arrived at our old meeting place, there was a package that sat in the place he normally waited. As I approached, I saw that it was a ham sandwich. On it, was a note that said goodbye.

I was trying not to cry. Who would eat the bread from the sandwich? I had no one to share it with and no one to listen to as I ate the small treat.

I could picture him coming with the sandwich, waiting until I arrived to give it to me, watching the time, leaving when it ran out.

Then he left.

And there was nothing I could do.

There was nothing I could ever do.

I am only a cat after all.

Report this Content
This article has not been reviewed by Odyssey HQ and solely reflects the ideas and opinions of the creator.
the beatles
Wikipedia Commons

For as long as I can remember, I have been listening to The Beatles. Every year, my mom would appropriately blast “Birthday” on anyone’s birthday. I knew all of the words to “Back In The U.S.S.R” by the time I was 5 (Even though I had no idea what or where the U.S.S.R was). I grew up with John, Paul, George, and Ringo instead Justin, JC, Joey, Chris and Lance (I had to google N*SYNC to remember their names). The highlight of my short life was Paul McCartney in concert twice. I’m not someone to “fangirl” but those days I fangirled hard. The music of The Beatles has gotten me through everything. Their songs have brought me more joy, peace, and comfort. I can listen to them in any situation and find what I need. Here are the best lyrics from The Beatles for every and any occasion.

Keep Reading...Show less
Being Invisible The Best Super Power

The best superpower ever? Being invisible of course. Imagine just being able to go from seen to unseen on a dime. Who wouldn't want to have the opportunity to be invisible? Superman and Batman have nothing on being invisible with their superhero abilities. Here are some things that you could do while being invisible, because being invisible can benefit your social life too.

Keep Reading...Show less

19 Lessons I'll Never Forget from Growing Up In a Small Town

There have been many lessons learned.

houses under green sky
Photo by Alev Takil on Unsplash

Small towns certainly have their pros and cons. Many people who grow up in small towns find themselves counting the days until they get to escape their roots and plant new ones in bigger, "better" places. And that's fine. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought those same thoughts before too. We all have, but they say it's important to remember where you came from. When I think about where I come from, I can't help having an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for my roots. Being from a small town has taught me so many important lessons that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

Keep Reading...Show less
​a woman sitting at a table having a coffee

I can't say "thank you" enough to express how grateful I am for you coming into my life. You have made such a huge impact on my life. I would not be the person I am today without you and I know that you will keep inspiring me to become an even better version of myself.

Keep Reading...Show less
Student Life

Waitlisted for a College Class? Here's What to Do!

Dealing with the inevitable realities of college life.

college students waiting in a long line in the hallway

Course registration at college can be a big hassle and is almost never talked about. Classes you want to take fill up before you get a chance to register. You might change your mind about a class you want to take and must struggle to find another class to fit in the same time period. You also have to make sure no classes clash by time. Like I said, it's a big hassle.

This semester, I was waitlisted for two classes. Most people in this situation, especially first years, freak out because they don't know what to do. Here is what you should do when this happens.

Keep Reading...Show less

Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Facebook Comments