My love for cats started at a young age. I remember having to write a book in 6th grade but don't remember writing such a morbid one. I'm glad I did not turn out like Mary…. [ Ed. note: This is part of keepsake show and tell project.]
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One day, long ago, there was a girl named Mary, that lived in Minneapolis, Minnesota. It was a Sunday afternoon when she was walking in the woods and found a cute little kitten. Mary thought it was so cute. The kitten was white and fluffy with beautiful green and black eyes. Mary went home to ask her mother and father if she could keep the kitten. Mary's parents said "NO!" They hated cats. They also had a dog named Jack that hated cats. Mary's parents said, "Jack would eat that cat up." Mary replied, "If I take really good care of her can I keep her?"
Her parents said, "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! and again NO!" Mary was mad. She went to her room with the kitten. During the night, Mary packed her bags, got the kitten and ran away. Mary went back into the woods where she found the kitten. Mary never wanted to go home. After a while the kitten grew up and was a cat. Mary wanted to name the cat and she named her Snow.
One month after Mary was lost Snow had 6 kittens. Mary had to keep them so they wouldn't die. Her parents missed her so bad. She was never found. She went home and was getting ready to open the door and her father was yelling. He said "If I ever find her, I will beat her to death!"
