Short Writing : A Short Story

Firstly, the two main characters in this story, Kitty and Stew, are crucial elements of the story to present its theme. When Kitty was a child, her and Stew were intimate. She would laugh at her father's jokes about playing with the hairs of his nose. (Gaitskill, 290) This

Repeated onomatopoeic terms again set the scene. We are told that a hunt is in progress, and it is described in descriptive detail. Anderson does not romanticise the scene as the duckling cowers from a ‘fearfully big dog’.

(e)The fish tells the children that the Cat in the Hat “should not be here when your mother is not” to warn them that the Cat is going to cause trouble (10).

Tobio sat against the headboard and stared down at Shoyo who slept calmly on his pillow, gently breathing. In this state, his defenses were lowered even as he moved responsively to the lift of Tobio’s hand. The hand brushed hair away from fluttering eyelids and proceeded to move back and forth. The hair was fluffy. Tobio combed locks and untangled small knots though there were little to be found. Had there been more, Shoyo would have awakened in an instant. He was tender headed; Tobio had learned from past experiences.

I batted my eyelashes lined with sleep. For a moment, I was disoriented to where I was. I felt around the soft bed, waving around my arms frantically. The area next to we was cold; Ross was gone. I pushed my senses to get up, tempting myself with visions

Page 11: “He was a long time going to sleep. After a while he turned and looked at the

He was trying to piece together a town plot all the while thinking how ludicrous that is when it hit him: he was in Mrs. Walker’s class too! He had written a letter with the rest of the class. What he couldn't remember was what it said. The more he tried to access his childhood, the more it eluded him. He remembered Mrs. Walker. He could recall how much trouble he was always in. He even unlocked the recollection of Amy Kessler: the first girl he had ever kissed. But the letter or what was written on it ran from his struggling mind. As he battled to remember, he glanced down at the lock, now twisting and flipping in his nervous hands. The violet glow was growing stronger. Why was everything different after Flemming read the letters? Why was his best friend not here? Why was Mike rich? Questions began swirling around faster and faster. Tom had to grab the stage to steady his weakening knees. He closed his eyes in an attempt to calm his mind and nerves. The questions still dug at the back of his mind like gnawing

After petting the cat, Bayar started to pull the cat’s fur. Mari displays her emotions by throwing a tantrum after she fails to master a stacking toy. After

Excited for her arrival, he set up her feeding, sleeping and litter box area, all before he had picked her up from the shelter. Sitting down with the carrier on his bed, he opened the door. The fur ball stayed inside and wouldn't come out. Loki waited patiently. Well, patiently for Loki. After a few minutes, he reached in and pulled her out. Once free of her cage, she immediately ran up his arm, onto his shoulder and underneath the back of his long, black, hair...and stayed there. Trying to reach for her, the kitten's claws gripped his shirt and would not let go. Sighing, he reached for a book and leaned back against the headboard. After a while, he felt her begin to purr. He smiled.

As his thoughts began to disperse, releasing him into a deeper sleep, he was suddenly jarred awake by the feeling of something pressing gently into his neck. First

“Where have you been wondering off to, lately?” Oliver questioned, as though his tabby would actually answer him. Often, Oliver’s cat had wandered around the quiet neighbourhood. Since she used to be feral, he’d decided to let her roam around outside as much as she’d pleased, It never seemed to worry him, she always seemed to find her way back home. Lately, much to his confusion, his cat had been returning from her trips smelling like vanilla, or some sort of intoxicating perfume.

Puffy ventures further and further investigating all the new things surrounding him and stumbles among quite a bit. Unbeknownst to Puffy, cats are not always, what they seem. In some cases, it may not even be a cat and this is where humor rears its head in this book. Puffy meets a new 'friend' that helps in teaching him this lesson. The message overall is good with the intention of teaching children not to venture off alone. Puffy surely learns how this was a mistake. Even my young ones were able to decipher the key lesson here so that they can apply

He turned back to the medicine cats’ den. I wonder what Sageflower’s taught our daughter so far? He scrambled to his paws, stretched stiffness from his limbs, and jumped down neatly into the clearing below.

Jungkook smiled to himself, he loved hearing you talk when you were groggy because it was adorable. “We finished recording sooner than expected, and since they didn’t need me anymore they let me go home.” Finally finding the sweatshirt he’d been looking for, he turned around to see you sitting upright, rubbing at your eyes. “Go back to sleep, babe. I didn’t mean to interrupt your nap.”

Edward Spry looks up from the water bottle that he clutches hard enough to turn his knuckles white. He’s exhausted and it shows from the five o’clock shadow and bags that lay under his eyes. His hair is in shambles, gray mixed with black. His eyes, once a calm sea, are now ablaze and burning brighter than ever before.