Pet Store Short Story

In the "pet store" or jail there weren't rather any words much morely pictures to explain the things, but here

there were words galore. It was the most interesting room I ever seen!

Words were everywhere they were educating silly and often amusing. So far reading on the walls

I've learned that they call this place a second grade class room and the sweet lady was a teacher and the

called her Ms. Lemons. A couple weeks later it began getting colder in the classroom and winter vacation

In New York {I learned what state I am in too!} So the second graders and Ms. Lemons were to be gone

for 1 week. Every weekend so far or vacation I stay with one of the second graders homes and they take

care of me. This time brandy was taking me. But suddenly a bell rang and the students rushed out the door

and turned the lights off. Brandy has forgotten me! What was I going to do?

My stomach growled as I unhopefully lied in the middle of my tank. Surprisingly I thought of an

idea my tanks has a screen for a roof but its wobbly on one side. So I could crawled my self up to that side

And lift it I could squeeze out! Quickly I did the doing part of my plan. Happily I escaped safely and

plopped

on to the cold ground under me. Suddenly, I was aware of the janitor vacuuming the floor near where I was

standing and before I could say bye I was sucked into the vacuum and sent into a dove-gray room full of

fluffy material that made it hard to breath. Slowly my eight eyes closed and I fell asleep.

" Zip!" The fluffy gray room flipped upside down