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Please Make a revision of Organization, Spelling and Well development of the paper.. Let me know if it is OK to get an A Thanks The afternoon was peaceful, the air humid and the meowing from my kittens an adorable noise and perfect distraction. I was dusting the house and she just walked straight my front door, chasing one of them, the kittens. They went out in turns, never all of them. If they did, who would keep me company in my home? I delighted in their presence, just there playing with them, washing them and loving their water unloving self’s struggle. But they often got used to it. Her name was Stephanie she said, and she had been with Peter’s mom. But she couldn’t remember where they had been. Only about four years, I knew that whoever had her was shattered, looking for her like the lost coin in the big crowded city. Stephanie seemed less interested in the devastation she might be causing to that lady whom she was apparently under her care and probably her parents by now. She was very busy, now playing with the dozen other kittens at the corner of the room. Her mom had gone on a honeymoon and her dad was working. I was moved, so young and already in a broken family and she was taking it well. Children talk and they tell too much and the innocence in it all always so breath-taking. I called the police, even though I hardly wanted her gone. She was a sweet kid and her chatters and chuckles filled the house with some kind of different noise. I loved it and I loved her too. The officer I spoke with had shouted over the phone that they had found her. So the lady had already reported the missing kid, I figured. He asked for my address before saying that the father would be coming to pick her up. Her father was attending a meeting at Four o’clock Stephanie responded when I told her that he would be picking her. It was almost four but she was welcome RESPONDING TO A NARRATIVE PROMPT 2 to stay till the time that her dad would pick her up I said. And that was the honest truth, for it felt good to have a young life in the house. I had desired a younger brother or sister ever since I can remember, but my parents were too busy that they never had time for themselves either. Working for the government was a very good opportunity for whoever that landed on a job with it. What with all the assurances of both health and whatever else you may want to think of and the compensation so good in your later years. There were lots of advantages but I never desired for once to work with the government institutions. Let’s just say I had seen what it could do to a couple and their child (ren). Seeing my own parents was like kismet, and I envied the children who when growing up had their parents attend every single event they participated in. I never lacked for anything though, but I would rather have had my parents with me. They may have been providing for me but I knew they were only chasing for career recognition in their fields. They woke up very early and retired to the house very late, my babysitters were my parents and they had now stopped coming. The door-bell rang and I went to get it. The guy said his hellos hurriedly and splinted into the house as he called out for Stephanie. And no, she was not willing to answer him, for she knew that he was coming to take her out of her haven. He tried to lift her up so they could leave but she didn’t want to. ‘I will be late for my meeting Stephanie’ he explained but she instead started crying. He gave up, sat down next to her and tried to explain why they must leave as he played with the kittens too. I admired them. This was the kind of moments I desired from my parents and I promised myself now that my children would have this and more. It was so evident that she wouldn’t be leaving the house she did not want to leave the kittens. The dad was happy that he had found her, annoyed that Peter’s mom had lost her and RESPONDING TO A NARRATIVE PROMPT 3 devastated that his meeting was now in jeopardy. I could see that it was important to him for whatever reasons. A last good deed couldn’t heart. I told Stephanie to carry one kitten with her and she stood up quickly, very happy. The dad stood up too, looked at me with gracious eyes, I could tell that I saved him and they left.
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The afternoon was peaceful, the air humid and the meowing from my kittens an adorable
noise and perfect distraction. I was dusting the house and she walked straight to my front door,
chasing one of them, the kittens. They went out in turns, never all of them. If they did, who
would keep me company in my home? I delighted in their presence, just there playing with them,
washing them and loving their water unloving self’s struggle. But they often got used to it.
Her name was Stephanie she said, and she had been with Peter’s mom. But she couldn’t
remember where they had been. Only about four years, I knew that whoever had her was
shattered, looking for her like the lost coin in the big crowded city. Stephanie seemed less
interested in the devastation she might be causing to that lady whom sh...

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