started a new one my family member erased my other one so i started all over.
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The Royal Cat Family
By Toni Webber
Once there was a family, but not just any family, it was a cat family. A cat family that was royal. There are two sons and one daughter. The two son’s names were Solomon and Danny. The daughter’s name was Sarah. Sarah was the oldest, Solomon was the second oldest, and Danny was the youngest. They all had there own room, but usually Danny would come in my room or in Solomon’s room.
Usually because he had a bad dream of some kind and he had it over and over again. Ever since our uncle died from protecting us from another soldier, Danny has been having bad dreams. The time he ran into my room screaming was when he had a dream, about what happened in the war about our uncle dying. So let’s go back to when it happened. It was when my whole family lived in this large mansion. And our uncles were sent to war, but there was trouble, the war was at the same place were we were standing to say good-bye, but no one knew.
Guns started shooting everywhere. “Run inside children.” One of my uncles said. As we went in the mansion, the guns followed us and not my uncles. “Why are they following us and not our uncles?” asked Danny. “I don’t know, Danny.” Solomon replied. “Keep running!” An elder yelled. As they kept on running, a soldier started to run after us.
Our uncles couldn’t help us because they were shooting at the other soldiers. “There following us sister, what do we do?” Danny asked. “Let’s run into the woods we’ll lose them in there.” I replied. “Are you sure, Sister?” asked Solomon. “Absolutely.” I replied
By Toni Webber
Once there was a family, but not just any family, it was a cat family. A cat family that was royal. There are two sons and one daughter. The two son’s names were Solomon and Danny. The daughter’s name was Sarah. Sarah was the oldest, Solomon was the second oldest, and Danny was the youngest. They all had there own room, but usually Danny would come in my room or in Solomon’s room.
Usually because he had a bad dream of some kind and he had it over and over again. Ever since our uncle died from protecting us from another soldier, Danny has been having bad dreams. The time he ran into my room screaming was when he had a dream, about what happened in the war about our uncle dying. So let’s go back to when it happened. It was when my whole family lived in this large mansion. And our uncles were sent to war, but there was trouble, the war was at the same place were we were standing to say good-bye, but no one knew.
Guns started shooting everywhere. “Run inside children.” One of my uncles said. As we went in the mansion, the guns followed us and not my uncles. “Why are they following us and not our uncles?” asked Danny. “I don’t know, Danny.” Solomon replied. “Keep running!” An elder yelled. As they kept on running, a soldier started to run after us.
Our uncles couldn’t help us because they were shooting at the other soldiers. “There following us sister, what do we do?” Danny asked. “Let’s run into the woods we’ll lose them in there.” I replied. “Are you sure, Sister?” asked Solomon. “Absolutely.” I replied
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