Sunday, July 22, 2012

Narrative Writing: Emily A

The Day You Forgot To Feed Me!

I'm not one to complain but I keep the cats away, get the mail for you and even go toilet outside. So when I stroll over to my bowl and it's empty, I get upset. So I have decided to get revenge on you.
As you were painting the new babies room I sink my sharp white teeth in to the painting mat and pull as hard as I can, and you come down, down. But on my face.
When I wake up I'm in the vet and start to think I want to get revenge on someone my own size...the baby.


By Emily A

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