"I'm going out to the garden." Carrissa yelled to her cat, Mitzy. The cat hissed, then fell back asleep.
"Like you care."
Carrissa's cat never was a nice kitty, but all the same, Carrissa wouldn't be able to live in this house without her constant companionship.
Even if the house was small, it was big to her. She had just moved out on her own. She was used to a big house with alot of people. She had six brothers and sisters. Until one night.
Being the oldest, she helped her mother with the kids. When her mother was pregnant with the 7th child, Carrissa's father was drafted for war. He died there.
Then a few months ago, on a strangely dark night, Carrissa asked her mom to pick her up from a friends house. Her mother packed all the kids into the van and went to get her. A drunk semi driver hit the side of the van and left it tumbling off the highway.
No survivors.
Having to bury everyone she loved... she thought she would forever be alone.
But not today.