I fainted in the movie theater the other day

I recommend not doing it

Alot of people look at you strangly

Well after m fever went down I felt fine

So now I can write

Cosette's story is three chapters long

This is the first

enjoy and review


"Cosette was not famous for herself, but for her story. Cosette saw more evil and darkness than a hundred man put together, and yet she had hope. Her story begins far from you time…."

"Cosette and her family lived in a beautiful châteaux in Lille, France in the year 1975. At the time I've met her, she was barely five. Cosette's family was what you would call rich, her family was very involved with the French government. Cosette had a mother, a father and a older sister.

You have seen Cosette in that picture right, will, Cosette's sister was about the age difference of you and your brother, Kari. And Cosette's sister, there is only one way I can use to describe her and that would be Cosette's opposite. Cosette was short with long, light blond, fair hair and sky blue eyes. Her sister, Capasina, had long and tall with a circle for a head and short black hair with brown eyes. Cosette was like her Mother and Capasina was like her Father, even their personalities where different. Capasine like to be proper and do thing the proper way, Cosette enjoyed doing it the fun way. Now Cosette's Mother was not like that, doing the fun way, you see that was scrapped out of her years ago in her childhood. Cosette's Father never spoke a word that heard, as Capasina was a loud as a roster. To tell the truth I never liked Capasina, the way she treated Cosette, but Cosette loved her anyways. Now at first Cosette's life may seem perfect, nice family, nice castle with maids waiting hand and foot on her, but really it was a prison in disguised. A life filled of parties of the same people; Cosette had never even met another child her age before. Cosette was trapped and her only way out was the lavender fields that laid outside the Châteaux. There were miles of lavender and nothing pleased Cosette more than to go out in the middle and lay in the lavender. That is where our story really begins, where I met Cosette…"

Lille, France

May 12, 1975

"My sister read me a book the other day about a girl much like me, trapped in this world. She said that she needed a new name; a name that's not worn down by being calling so much, what I really need is a new life. I think that it's too late for my name," Cosette told the blossoms. She lay in the middle of acres of Lavender.

"Actually I would do with a friend, not that I don't like you, Lavender, but it would be nice to have someone or something that talked back when spoken to" Cosette waited for a replied that never came.

"My sister said the funniest thing the other day. She said, 'Cosette, you keep going down to the lavender fields everyday and one day you will return lavender.' I told her that no one's skin could turn lavender just by laying in it. And she answered, 'And why not? You already always smell of lavender, if a smell can stick, why not a color?' I told her that she had a point. But I wouldn't mind being lavender; I mean it is a very lovely color. I would actually find it entertaining." Cosette laughed and watched the clouds glide by. Then suddenly she saw a shooting star in the middle of the day, Cosette sat up quickly.

"What was that?" She said, "A shooting star in the middle of the day, I wonder if I still get a wish if the shooting star happens during the day. Better wish anyways, just in case." Cosette closed her eyes and with he might wisher, "Please star give me a friend, any would do"

Cosette laid back down in the lavender and waited.

"Will if it doesn't happens during the first ten seconds, then its never going to happen" Cosette sighed, "At lease I still you lavender." The lavender then sneezed back.

"Hey Lavender can't sneeze they don't have noses, or do they?" Cosette pondered.

She heard the sneezes again.

"Who's there?" She called.

A red strange-looking cat emerged from the lavender.

"Why what a beautiful cat" Cosette whispered, "Why, hello there"

"Hello" the red cat said.

"Did the shooting star sent you here to be friends with me?" Cosette asked, not puzzled by the fact she was talking to a cat.

"Shooting what?"

"The thing the fell from the sky, silly"

"Oh that was me"

"You fell from the sky? Didn't it hurt?"

"No not really"

They sat for a while in silence.

"I'm Cosette. What's your name?"

"Name?"

"You know, the word you go by"

"Well, I don't know about name, but everyone of my species is called Gatomon"

"So you don't have a name. Can I give you a name?"

"If that is what you wish"

"Alright then, your name is Samson, that's S-A-M-S-O-N if you ever need to spell it. I name you Samson because my mother is going to have another baby soon and if it is a boy his name will be Samson. I've heard that boys are very rude so I've decided that I don't want a little brother. Now that you have the name Samson, Mother can't have a boy because there is no name left to give him, she'll have to have a girl now." Cosette said laughing at her own genius.

"Alright"

"Come with me inside the Châteaux and I will get you some milk"

"Why?"

"Because cats drink milk, and friends give each other things"

"Friends?"

"Yes friends, you and I"

"Alright"

… and then I followed her up to the castle" Sam told them.

"Cosette seems so smart for someone that is five" Yolei said.

"Oh yes, Cosette always acted older than she actually was. Even in the digiworld I never saw her cry, even thou she was the youngest." Sam said.

"She sounds very sweet" Kari said.

"Sweet yes, but why special?" Davis said.

"Hold you horses I'm getting there. Where was I? Oh yes meeting Cosette's sister…

"First you must meet my sister Capasina" Cosette said walking up the stairs.

"Is this where you live" Samson said following her.

"Oh yes all 83 rooms, 25 bathrooms, 2 ballrooms and 5 kitchens of it"

"What do you do with it?"

"really I don't have a clue. It's the proper thing to have."

"Proper?"

"oh that reminds, Samson when you my sister you mustn't speak"

"But why?"

"Because it's not the proper thing for a cat to be speaking"

"And what is?"

"Well to only say 'Meow!'"

"meow?"

"Yes that's right"

"It sounds so plain"

"Yes well" Cosette knocked on the door and a small emerged, she nodded at Cosette and closed the door.

The door a short after and Samson could hear the maid say, "Presenting Cosette De- Claire"

"Oh maid I knew it was my sister, I could smell her from outside the door. Playing in the lavender again Cosette?"

Capasina was sitting at table with a large mirror and a lot of fancy make-up items. She didn't turn her head when Samson and Cosette walked into the room.

"Sister I would like you to meet my new friend"

Capasina looked down at Samson and shrieked and placed her feet up from the floor.

"What is that thing" she said

"It's a cat and my new best friend"

"Cosette, first of all that is not a cat, a cat that has been ran over maybe, but not a cat, seconds cats can't be friends they don't care about anything they just lay there and third people like us don't have cats we have dogs, maids have cats. I'm mother or father would get you a dog. But you must through that thing out right now"

"Sister what is wrong with him?"

"Well he stinks, his fur is filthy and his colors are clashing. Cosette never wear red and orange, way to tacky"

"Come on Samson" Cosette nodded her head in good bye and walked out the door followed by Samson.

"I really don't like your sister"

"Come on Samson she's not that bad"

"Yes she is"

"She also is my sister and no matter what we stick together"

"Does that mean I must go away?"

"No Samson, she said make that thing go away," Cosette picked down a book, "here's a thing" she threw the book out the window, "and now it's away"

Cosette continued to walk.

"Very clever" Samson told her

"Thank you"

"What now"

"I haven't got a clue" Cosette said walking.


Next Chapter

Cosette's middle life and we check up with Spirit and Hope