So glad to be finally updating A Kitty's Tale. I have been itching to write for a long time, but I haven't been able to update in a while. But at least I'm updating now. Ok, I own Kitty, Sam, Cory, Kita, Ben, Jackie, Jamie, Brooklyn, Keri, Marcus, and the plot line of this story. I think that's it...

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A Kitty's Tale Chapter 10

I felt on top of the world for such a long time. Telling Odd a little bit about my past helped, and I hadn't seen Brooklyn in days. Okay, maybe that wasn't a good thing, not seeing Brooklyn.

"Bye Kitten." Jackie said, hugging me.

"See you all." I said.

That's right. Sam, Jackie, Jamie, and Cory were going back to Chicago. I was wearing my purple "Cali Girl" shirt, and my lightest jean skirt. I was sure going to miss them all.

"Take care little cat." Cory said, hugging me, "I'll enter even more poetry competitions for you."

"You do that." I said, a tear softly rolling down my cheek.

Jamie smiled and waved. She was never one for much physical contact. I waved and said, "Bye Jamie. I'll sure miss you."

"Me too."

Sam stepped forward. I never knew how much more taller he was compared to myself until now. "I'll miss you." He said, hugging me. He turned to Odd and said, "Take good care of her. She's fragile."

"Sam. I'm a big girl now." I said, with a slight smile on my face.

"I know. I'm just overprotective. You've never had someone like that before." Sam said, tears appearing in his eyes.

My four friends stepped into a cab and waved goodbye. "We love you Kitty!" They called as the car sped away.

"I love you all too." I said, wiping a tear away. I'll see them again. This isn't the end. It's just…it's a new beginning.

"Wanna go to the roof?" Odd asked me.

"Yeah." I said quietly, following Odd to the building.

On the rooftop, I saw the cloudless sky, and as a slight breeze intertwined in my hair, I could feel Odd staring at me. I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear; leaned back, and closed my eyes. I felt the sun on my face.

"Are you sad now?" Odd asked me.

"A little. But I've been through worse you know."

Odd glanced at me and suddenly I heard his phone ring. "Yes…no not now!...ok…ok…I'll be right there."

Odd got up and started running off the roof. "Odd where are you going!?" I called, and started running after him.

I followed Odd until I reached the forest. "Odd!!!" I screamed, not stepping back into the forest. "Odd!!!" I screamed again.

He turned around, "Kitty, trust me, you'll be fine here. Nothing will hurt you."

"Nothing except for the big, white wolf with gigantic fangs!"

"What?"

"Odd, in the dreams I had back in Chicago, there was a forest, just like this one. Inside of it lives a pack of wolves, the leader wolf is a snowy white wolf, with huge teeth. The other members of the pack are brown, with deep red marks all over, most likely from blood. Also inside the forest is the girl named Brooklyn Harris. She can't be more than about five years old, but she is always running from the wolves. They are always hungry, and each time I have the dream, or see her, she lets out a blood-curdling scream. I think she is a ghost, coming back to…to haunt me maybe, I don't know. All I know is that she screams loudly once she is out of my sight."

"So you don't honestly know if it's the wolves doing?" Odd asked.

"Well…I kind of assume that…that it is the wolves…but I…" I trailed off.

"You've never seen it happen?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"Come on. Nothing bad will happen when you're with me." Odd smiled and grabbed my hand. We went into the forest.

I heard laughter. Brooklyn's laughter. I gasped and looked around, "Brooklyn…sweetie…where are you?"

"Kitty…where are you?" I heard her call, "Kitty I'm lost!" I saw Brooklyn running towards me in her white cupcake-like outfit. She wrapped her arms around me and started sobbing. "I…don't…know…where…mommy…is!!!!"

I stoked her hair and said, "We'll find her. Don't worry, you'll be fine." I paused for a minute and looked up at Odd, "Can you see her?"

Odd nodded and stepped forward. "Brooklyn?" he asked softly.

Brooklyn turned her head and said in a quiet voice, "That's me. Brooklyn Harris." She put one of her hands in mine and the other in Odd's. "I live at the end of the forest."

I nodded and said, "But you can't find your mom?"

"Or daddy." Brooklyn whispered.

I glanced down at the little girl and took a deep breath, "We will find them. I promise."

And then I heard a deep snarl from behind me.