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Worries faded away from my mind and the image of the cat I fed came to my and I was worried for it's safety, after all the idea of leaving an animal in the hands of a random stranger would leave anyone feeling concerned for it's safety ... " Shoot, I forgot ask her name!" I was almost all the way home and the woman must have already left with the cat, there was nothing I could do about it now.

Hoping the will be alright I walked past a few more trees to finally reach home. I open the door and get in. I put my coat on the hanger, stack the snacks and put the cake in the refrigerator. As soon as I entered the living room I plop on the sofa and let out a huge sigh. "Well that was a productive day!" Words came out of my mouth as I tried to re-organize my thoughts after a crazily busy day. There was only editing left to do and I had the entire weekend to complete it, so I decided to try out something. I surfed the internet to try to find something even slightly interesting and settled on arts and crafts. Drawing really isn't my thing so I went around my home in hopes I could find something to craft with. All I could find was a clay and a bracelet, then it hit me! I could make the plain looking bracelet cute and give it to my mom. She likes the sea a lot and I thought I could mak little shells and pearls out of clay and stick it on the bracelet. The shells were a bit difficult to make so I switched it out with leaves. I molded the clay then put it in the oven as instructed. ' Wait, why do I even clay?' I asked myself. 'Eh, whatever. I was going to waste anyways.' I took the clay out as soon as the timer went off. Thankfully the clay hardened properly and looked amazing. I took itto my room and started painting. To my surprise it actually turned out cute. I then hot glued it one by one to the bracelet making sure it looked neat. A few final touches every here an there and voila! A masterpiece was born.

As I sat admiring my work the doorbell rang.
'Must be mom and dad.' I thought. I hid the the bracelet in one of my desk drawers and ran up to the door. I looked through the peephole, just in case and it was them, so I opened the door. "You guys can talk for a while, I'll go make dinner" dad said as he left for the kitten.

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