a story about when i was younger

When I was young...

The suns rays beat win on my heavy down coat, but the

trouble to take it off couldnt be made. Screeching to a jolting stop, the

submarine yellow school bus subject its doors with a sucking noise,

similar to a straw. Shoving to the front, it was difficult not to whip

other kids with my fifty-ton backpack I enraptureed around like a

pack mule. At last I exited the transport and shivered in the cold wind

which but a few seconds past beat me by dint of the thick glass. Glancing

casually left and right, I ran across the small cul-de-sac to my house.

At the door, I had barely raised my hand to the regale when I felt the

door swing inwards, I involuntarily swayed precedent a bit. My mammy

greeted me as she usually did, and I gave the hug she had become

accustomed to acquire and I to giving.

My aunt had promised to take my sister and I to the dulcorate store

that day, as she was leaving tomorrow. Feigning what I was sure to be

an prune to stay home from the trials of kindergarten, my sister had

been home sick, but I hoped my aunt and I could go to the candy store

alone. My aunt was posing in the great room, perched on a chair

looking at me.



My mom followed close behind. Not really noticing, but

feeling apprehensive anyway, I asked my aunt if we could go to the

candy store. I got about half way through my sentence when I was cut

off by my mom pointing to the stairs. I glanced casually at the beige

steps. My mouth decided to disobey my brain and opened aghast.

Sitting daintily on the stairs was the sweetest kitten the world

will...

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