Chapter two
The next morning, I was woken by the sound of Christmas music from down stairs. I hurried to put on my slippers and robe. I shot through my bedroom door and raced down the stairs. Mom and dad were already sitting on the sofa drinking hot cocoa. "Hi honey." Mom turned around to look at me. My stoking was stuffed by the fireplace. There were tons of presents underneath the tree. I grinned at her. "We've got some presents to open!" Dad said rising from the sofa. I kneeled down by the Christmas tree. "I'm way ahead of you!" I said. Mom and dad sat down by the tree with me. "What are we waiting for!?" Dad exclaimed. Mom said right when we each had a present for ourselves. Mom and dad dug into their wrapping paper, but I just tried to rip it the least I could. The blue wrapping was covered in little orange kitten faces scattered all around. Inside was the cutest white, sparkly, fuzzy sweatshirt. "Aw, I think I'm going to wear this sweater on the first day back to school." I said, holding the sweater up. "Oh, that is cute." Mom said touching the fuzzy sweater. I smiled. "Who's it from?" Mom asked. I looked toward the label that said: 'To: Jessica, From: Auntie May.' I pointed to the sticker and she read it. "Well that's nice." "Yeah." Said dad. I just smiled.
All the other presents went by so fast. But when I thought everything was open I could barley hear a faint, meow! I gasped. I looked up at my parents. I thought I was just imagining it. I was sure I was. But my parents were grinning. "Did you hear that?" Dad put his hand up to his ear. I jumped up and ran down the hall. I put my ear up to laundry room door. "MEOW!" It was louder now. I flung open the door. There was a tiny basket with a fleece pink blanket. I knelt down and carefully held up the blanket where there was a small lump. There was a tiny black and white cat licking it's teeny little paw. It looked up at me and struggled to reach me. I looked up at dad who was now kneeling behind me. "She's all yours!" He grinned. "Seriously, this isn't just a dream!" He smiled. Now the kitten was licking my knee and I could see it's tiny but sharp, white teeth. I stared back at the kittens big round eyes. I couldn't believe it! No matter what dad said, I thought it was a dream. I would never forget the feeling I felt that day. I couldn't believe I finally had a kitten.
THE END
Did you like it? I will write another story so that you can see what happens. Pretend at the end it says: to be continued. Because it will! ;)