It was a nice afternoon. I was walking home from school. About 6 blocks away from my house I saw my cat, Frenchy, running twards me. When he was about a foot away, he pounced. While he was in the air he changed into a monster. Then my brother, Charlie, showed up, wacked my cat ,or what was my cat, right out of the air and stabbed it with a sword. When he stabbed it, it turned to golden dust. Weird.
"You just killed my cat!" I screamed
"That wasn't your cat Zoey. It was a monster." Charlie said
"I figured that part our already, but he still was my cat."
"Whatever. You aren't safe anymore. I am taking you to camp."
"Camp?" I asked
"Camp Half Blood." He replied
Sorry it was so short. I'll try to write more asap.