The streets aren't a very good place to live, for people anyway. My parents met on a cold night on the streets, they always tell me the same story. I sit down next to them pretending that I'm listening, but they usually notice and just stop in the middle of the story. They met each other in an alley when they were out hunting for food, and yes we are cats. Then about 2 years later they had my adorable self, my brother Tiger Stripe, and my sister Cotton Tail. My sister is the oldest then its my brother and I'm the youngest. Even though my life sounds happy and cheerful well let me tell you something, its not. At one point it was,but its just not happy and cheerful at the moment. Just when I was 2 months old like my brother and sister, we would just wait to be fed. However, when my sister grew older she helped with the hunting. The reason I'm not so happy at the moment is because they never let me go along with them no matter how many times I ask.

present day (well whatever day your reading)

"mom, can I PLEASE go hunting with you and Cotton?" I whined, "No Lily your too young you know that"

I rolled my eyes and Cotton stuck out her tongue as if taunting me. I stuck my tongue out at her in reply and all she did was laugh at me and make fun of me. I couldn't believe my mo hadn't let me go, I mean were only a couple of minutes apart in age. I saw that my mom was tired of me asking because of her face expression. I didn't mean to be that annoying to her,but i don't think its fair AT ALL. Stripe wasn't OK with the situation either, he was just as mad as i was, but he never complained well not as much as me. I hated when Cotton would rub stuff in my face. Although she isn't always so mean, she was always really supportive and funny too but she gets to do so many things that i can't do for example she always goes with her friend Rose. Well i guess that's fine because i don't have any friends. I'm not a loner, but i don't meet many other cats. Bottom line i think my parents like her more. when they came back with my favorite food (fish) i got a little happier, but i was still mad at my parents my mom mostly. Cotton kept talking about how she was finally going to learn how to fish, and that today was just a demonstration. Hearing this made me even more angry. By the look of Stripe's face i could tell he was pretty angry he didn't say a word. All he did was say thank you and walked away into the dark. My parents watched as Stripe left and i saw that they felt guilty, but Cotton didn't even look back. I decided to do the same thing to have an excuse to go check up on him but i didn't get to finish my fish! I really wanted to take it, but i decided no to.

"hey, you ok?"

"oh hey, yea I'm fine" he replied in a sad tone

I was really surprised actually I'm mad too, but I'm not sad. I didn't see any reason to be sad about it, and he's the serious kind of cat, not to mention protective he's just like my dad. I was really calm, but i could easily get crazy.

"are you sure? you don't look very good" I wanted to know what was going on with him.

"I don't know I just have a bad feeling" he said that in an even more sad voice it worried me to be honest.

"What kind of bad feeling,do you feel sick? like your going to faint?"

"No not that kind of bad feeling" his face expression looked serious and REALLY worried. That made my stomach ache and now I wish that I hadn't eaten the fish.

"Then what kind of feeling?" i asked curiously

"The feeling that something bad is going to happen" his face was intense and it didn't budge. My eyes widened in surprise and i started to worry. WHAT IF SOMETHING WAS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME!? but of course I'm not that selfish i didn't want anything to happen to anyone that i knew, specially my family.

That night i had trouble sleeping, but i only tossed and turned for a couple of minutes.

"Lily" I woke up and saw Stripe in front of me and it wasn't day time yet it was dark i knew that much.

"What?"I asked, I was tired, but he looked wide awake

"I can't sleep" He looked scared and i think i saw him shaking. Poor guy i thought.

"and you come to me? I'm your younger sister! I would come to you when I can't sleep"but i decided that wasn't the best thing to say to the situation.

"I mean, whats wrong?"

"I feel like we are all in danger"

"Don't worry about it were all fine see? everyone is sleeping" "except for me" i muttered

"ok yeah you're right i'll try to sleep"

"Have you been awake this whole time?"

"yeah" he looked super tired

"Will it make you feel better if I stand watch?"

"Nah, don't worry about it I'm probably just sick or something" so we fell asleep, well he did anyway. I was starting to worry about him, and what if he was right? What if something was just waiting to happen to us?...