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Look what I found Part 3

OMG! LOOK WHAT I FOUND!  I know this is long and has gross punctuation but please humor (and suffer with) me. I found this thing that I wrote in 2nd grade! I'ma faint it's so bad.

I see a cat that speaks 1

So my name is Andrew and I have a twin sister named Emily and we are different and endangered well Emily say hello. "Hi i'm Emily as my obnoxious twin brother said." Older brother. "By two minutes! He brags about it all the time." No I do not. Well that doesn't matter anyway because Im telling this part of the story so you need to stuff it. Also we are both 14 years old. Well me and Emily live in an orphanage in pennsylvania one day I... (Ouch Emily just elbowed me.) Sorry, we were going to do our chores when I heard a loud crash coming from the shed. It made such a clatter I would have expected everybody to turn their heads and look but nobody even flinched. I walked forward a few steps to get to the old wooden door. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted it and kicked the bottom that's how you open it ever since Tommy and Kayla ... never mind. "Where are you going" I heard Tommy yelling. What this time! I thought, if you could do an inner eye roll I definitely did. "No where" I yelled. Jumping through the open door way. The yard looked normal grass tinted yellow for the upcoming winter. The shed reminding me of a barn. With the same pattern on the door. Wind rushing through my chocolate brown hair.

I raced out into the yard my mind spinning. NOBODY ever went into the shed! Also how nobody had noticed the noise except me? It gave me the chills. I stopped right in front of the shed unlocked the bike chain 24587 and opened the door. I was greeted by a loud inhuman screech. I was startled so much I fell backwards my white t-shirt streaming in front of me I banged my head on the sidewalk and passed out on the stone.

When I woke up my head hurt my eyes felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. With great effort I opened one eye expecting to see the wight ceiling of the infirmary, but instead saw the blue white patched sky. How had nobody noticed what had happened. Even if nobody noticed I was gone wouldn't the screech have alerted even one person?! With great effort I sat up. I almost fell down again from the nausea. "Hello", I heard a silky smooth voice say. I looked around but all I saw was a black cat. Oh that is what made the screech I should have known. But that did not explain were the voice had come from. I looked up to see the sun was still very near the same position it was before so it had probably only been a few minutes. "Who... are you...Where are you" I asked my voice shaking and rather girlish. The cat to my surprise opened its mouth and said. "I'm right here Andrew." T I started a slow awkward crab walk backwards. "As for who I... am well my name is Cornelia but... you can call me Kathy." The cat's voice reminded me of how I would imagine a foxes voice as they charmed a squirrel out of a tree silky and smooth plus a little hint of boredom. The cat started to advance closer a dangerous gleam in its eyes.

I yelled as loud as I could. The cat snarled and slipped away into the shadows. Suddenly I heard loud heavy footsteps. My head throbbed and I fell crashing arm falling onto the cold spikey concrete.

Death to washing machines 2

Sup Emily here! What was I doing you might ask while Andrew was having his nightmare well I was carrying on with my chores. (Which in my opinion is worse than meeting a talking cat.)

I was up stairs going from door to door I would have heard the crash too if I wasn't collecting laundry from the Devan brothers room. They always have their music turned up to loud. I walked up to their door Music booming. Heavy metal ugh! I thought. Rolling my eyes. (Uhg?) Shut up Andrew.So... I put my hand on the door knob and quickly pulled it back as it shocked me. Oh now I was angry! I grabbed the knob and burst into the room. "Turn that music down and give me your flipping laundry!" Josh practically jumped a foot into the air. "Wow chill." He said cautiously creeping towards the radio like I was about to bite his head of. He was so stupid! Him and all his boyishness his stupid mohake and his awful camouflage jacket. He turned the knob and the sound lessened by a mile. He scampered like a mouse to the bunk beds and threw his and his brothers pile of smelly laundry at me. I recoiled as the smell of old jim socks wafted over my senses it landed on the floor. I stared at him with a withering glare. "Who is the one who needs to chill now." He jumped. I started laughing and picked up the laundry and threw into the basket. Leaving his blue hell of a room behind.