It was a cold day, poring down rain. A sad day at school now back to lonesome house. My parents were going through some rough times. We were in bad debt. They barely had any time to feed me,take care of me, and even spend time with me. I felt like a deserted flower in a dust storm, my parents had moved to a new house, and I am at a new school with no friends what so ever.
On my way back home i saw this box. I didn't know what was in it but i felt it was something important sitting on our doorstep, something that made my feel welcomed or almost comforted, a feeling i've never felt before. I brought it to my room without even looking and opened it. There was a little kitten in the box. I figured the mother had to many kittens a left this one and it found its way into the box for shelter. Just like me i've been left alone to find myself in an enclosed box, with only one light of hope. We may not have enough food to feed this kitten but i would give up anything for this kitten. I'm not sure how my parents are going to approve of this, but somehow, somehow I'm sure things are going to get better from this point on.
On the way to school the next day, the kitten followed me. I said you can't come to school with me, somehow i felt that she could understand me. She went home and when school was over she was outside to greet me and walk me home. On our way home we past the pet shop and the owner of the place said " If you want a coller for your friend here or anything else you can have it for free, because we have heard about your parents and want to help." On my way home I heard sirens.
There was a fire at my house and it was to late and my parents could get out in time. They both pasted away in the hospital that evening. They told me I would have to go to the orphanage. My grandparents (even though they are rich) did not want to take care of me. They told me know animals allowed. I begged, and begged. I screamed and screamed and then they told me if i keep it in my room and don't get hair anywhere. Then I can.
It has been a year now and I have given up hope, my kitten is a grown cat now, but is as nice as ever. No one cares or even tried to adopt me. I hope someone will come along and TRY at least. But even if they don' t I will always have my cat and she will always have me.
One day a nice lady comes along and says she is looking for a daughter. But is allergic to cats and says she'll take me but not the cat. I don't approve of this. I say no. How could I live without this cat that practically saved my life. Then comes a long a women that looks like my mother. She says that she is looking for a girl at the age of 13. I'm 13. Then she fills out a lot of papers and takes me home. This is life i have been waiting for, just me, my cat, and my mom.
THE END .
