Sebastian's Story

Sandy is my favorite pet because she is cuddly, fluffy and covered with fuzz. But she’s a bit of a coward. But she’s still my pet. She evens follows me to school. She’s a little bit of everything. She looks like my old cat (his name was Ginger) that died about 3 years ago. Poor old Sandy. My sister picks on her a lot. Like when she put her in a hot bath. She couldn’t walk for a while. Or when she tipped honey all over her. My mum had to put my sister in her room and put Sandy in the sink and poor old Sandy was showered with cold water. Or like another time when she was picked up and was thrown right at Ziny’s body. They both crashed into each other. When they got up they raced towards the door. But they were too slow. My sister had made it to the door. She slammed the door shut. Bam! The two cats stopped. My sister grabbed their fur with her hands and then Sandy and Ziny scratched my sister’s hands oww! My sister screeched. Ziny and Sandy started hissing. My sister was so creeped, she opened the door and zipped out of sight. Ziny went back to eating his dinner and Sandy went in to the hall and out the cat door. Me and my mum’s mouth’s were opened wide with astonishment.

By Seb - Year 3