Where we live houses are boarded up and if they aren't the windows are. There are shootings and murders everyday and even break ins, I could continue but that would be to depressing. This is why we have some kind of weapon all around the house. Except up stairs. No one goes up stairs anymore and no one will. We all will occasionally walk past the boarded up staircase and even stop to look through the tiny holes in the wood but we will never go up there.
"Colden" I yelled from the kitchen. "Come get your Mac and cheese!" He ran into the kitchen with a sly grin.
"Tank you, Lana" I nodded. He takes his plate to eat on the table. I was going to tell him mom was working late tonight until I heard a knock on the door. No one knocks on our door. We look at each other with wide eyes. I slowly walk closer to the door. Grabbing my giant metal bat, I open the door alittle. Please don't kill us. Please don't kill us.
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I open the door to a tall young man about 17 ( a year older than me), blue eyes, and almost black hair. He was wearing ripped black jeans and a bright blue shirt. Though. He was holding a black and white kitten.
"Hi...uh..I found this little critter wandering around my house......is he yours by chance?" I just stared. At the kitten of course. The guy looked at me though, clearly waiting for an answer.
"Kitten!!" Colden rushed past me to let the kitten.
"Colden!" Colden gave me the stink eye.
"It's a kitty Lana. Not a gun." He had a point. It was the fact that he was 7. I looked at the guy who was smirking.
"So is this your cat-"
"Kitty" Colden corrected. I was smiling.
"Colden go inside and finish your lunch." He gave me a pouty face then went back in.
"If this isn't your ca- kitty. Then I'll take it to the pound."
"It's mine." I blurted. I took the kitty that was severely fluffy.
"Okay then. See ya neighbor." He was my neighbor? Before he turned to leave he winked. I frowned and slammed the door. I put the bat down and held the kitty like a baby. Poor baby. Colden ran up to pet it.
"Aw. Let's call her Kitty." Colden said.
"Kitty? What kind of a nam-" that's when I realized that he named it after our first dog that dad named.
"Kitty is perfect."
(A/N) I honestly loved writing this. Hope you loved reading it. ^_^
Chapter Question: How fluffy do you think the Kitty is on a scale of 1 to 10?
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