January 6,
Have you ever like saving anyone?? Nahhh.. was always the response for Sara; until that day. On a frighteningly cold January morning Sara's view changed completely. On the way to her dull private school (which really shouldn't have been open due to a variety of reasons.. probably because it was a health risk to.. EVERYBODY) walking on the slippery pavements was a task, as was not tripping on the cardboard box that suddenly appeared out of nowhere...
It made a strange noise. A noise that you really wouldn't except from a box. Sara was not used to boxes that talk or even .. mewwed.. something was definitely wrong. Even Sara knew that. She reached down, trying not to get her cotton red scarf hit the slush covered floor, and opened the small box where only the flaps kept it closed.
Sara opened it. It was a cat; no, a kitten. The cutest kitten ever! (Sara thought to herself.. ) the kitten was a sooty colour with little white socks on and a large spot on its right eye. The kitten stared at Sara like she was the Lord, like only she could save her.
"Stop." Sara whispered angrily. "Don't you dare loo- damn- I'm going to have to take you aren't I..... of course I am" Sara huffed a heavy sigh but smiled all the while. She gently picked up the tiny kitten and placed it inside her all winter coat. The kitten only gave a soft mew of protest before finally giving in with a slight purr. Sara was in love.
{I'm so sorry. Couldn't find a picture of a kitten that actually fits the description sooo... I feel like that's gonna have to do. *~*}
