My Family
I belong to a very prominent family; actually, we are the richest family in the whole world, our influence is like that of no other family. My parents are really nice people, and I have many brothers and sisters. Now my oldest brother he looks and acts just like dad, they even share the same name. Sometimes I think he is a suck-up, but I put up with him because I know he loves me.
I better eat my breakfast, I did not even notice when my maid brought it in. After all servants should be invisible. Sometimes I like eating breakfast in my king size bed, and looking out my window, as I have a great view of the city.
It is time to go to school, I slide down the banister, and Iam my oldest brother is there to catch me, as he does each morning. He scoots me in to his arms and hugs me, then tells me "Namuh, my little sister how much fun we are going to have at school today." I roll my eyes, and say in an annoyed tone, "Whatever Iam." I have no idea why he has to tell me that he loves me each morning.
I walk out to the limousine, and a maid walks behind me carrying my backpack. Mom and dad are at the door to kiss me, and wish me a good day. Iam that big dork he is always the last out the door, he has to catch all my brothers and sisters in his arms each morning, just as he does for me. It would be nice if he hurried up for once, and not try to make us late each morning.
I look at Iam, and feel sorry for him. He is so mmm…. Human looking, even if he tries really hard to look like us, poor thing. Yes, he is the only biological son of mom and dad. The rest of us are adopted, and well not human, but cats.
My parents tell me that, Iam found me, when I was a newborn. Apparently, I was abandoned behind the trash bin outside of our home. They say I was the cutest baby, with my nice black fur, and my sweat meow.
When I was four, I overheard the maids talking about the day my brother found me. Their words were not kind. They said I was a flea ridden scrawny filthy creature, and they cannot understand why my parents decide to take me in, as a daughter. I think they are jealous because they are only servants, while I am heir to the fortune of The Holy Family. They said that my parents should have adopted them instead.
Enough thinking, we are at school now, my assistant walks with me to the classroom, and takes notes for me, other kids think it is my assistant that does my work for me, but I know I get such good grades because of my amazing intellect, it runs in the family.