Mittens: A Short Story
“Mittens!” Amy said angrily and Mittens glanced up at her. “Why are you doing this?” Amy questioned Mittens like she would answer her. Then Amy rushed to get the broom and dust pan. Amy swept up all the glass. She walked carefully back to the kitchen to the trash can then set the broom and dust pan down. As soon as she walked into the room- screech-screech - Amy ran back to the room once again. Then she grabbed the glass that Mittens was pushing to the edge of the table and set it in the middle of the table then picked Mittens up. This time she took Mittens and locked her in her room. No distractions anymore. She thought to herself. She finished the few dishes that still needed to be washed.
After that she had no more chores to do so she could
relax and wait for her mother to come home. After a while she heard the door and went to greet her mother. Her mother saw her immediately and said,
“Hey, hun,” as her mother was already at the table starting to unpack everything from her work bag in the kitchen.
“Hi mom, Mittens was misbehaving again like every day, she knocked 1 glass cup off the table which had broke and got in my way so many times.” Amy explained and gave her mother an angry look and thought about how the day went.
“So where is she now?”
“Oh, I locked Mittens in my room,” Amy mentioned and shot her room door a glare.
“Let's go get her,” her mother said with a nod.
As soon as Amy and her mother walked in Mittens looked up. Amy walked away into the living room saying, “Mittens, you're as dumb as a dog!” and Amy's mother ran in to get Mittens to stop eating Amys makeup and yelled
After that she had no more chores to do so she could
relax and wait for her mother to come home. After a while she heard the door and went to greet her mother. Her mother saw her immediately and said,
“Hey, hun,” as her mother was already at the table starting to unpack everything from her work bag in the kitchen.
“Hi mom, Mittens was misbehaving again like every day, she knocked 1 glass cup off the table which had broke and got in my way so many times.” Amy explained and gave her mother an angry look and thought about how the day went.
“So where is she now?”
“Oh, I locked Mittens in my room,” Amy mentioned and shot her room door a glare.
“Let's go get her,” her mother said with a nod.
As soon as Amy and her mother walked in Mittens looked up. Amy walked away into the living room saying, “Mittens, you're as dumb as a dog!” and Amy's mother ran in to get Mittens to stop eating Amys makeup and yelled