Author: This is written word for word as how I wrote when I made this story so some parts won't make sense. :)
Sick and tired of screaming and shouting, Becky had had enough of telling Tabby to stop attacking Gibson and Sylvester. All day and all night long, Tabby had wrecked the house.
Becky, who was a gymnast, had blue eyes, fawn, curly hair, black nail varnish and lipstick, didn't trust Tabby home alone. Instead, she just stormed into her room, calmed herself down, then did yoga.
Becky loved doing exercises and going for runs. She also had a soft, gentle voice.
Scratting against the door, Becky furiously grabbed the green, curly telephone and phone the Cat Company and said,
"Hello. I'm just wondering if you have any spaces left in your cat centre for my cat Tabby."
"Hi. My name is Tom and yes, we do have a space left. What has Tabby been doing?" Tom answered.
Becky told Tom everything and Tabby was sent away.
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Cat-Astrophy
RandomSo... I've never written any stories on here I've decided to share/write a story I wrote in primary from like Yr 3/4/5 whichever one it was I don't have much to say...
