Believable Fiction Workshop Exercises

Emotional Promt: Animal Character

The New Kitty

I'm a small little cat.
They call me "Kitty, Kitty."
As cats become grown
I'm still little bitty.

But I've been plucked
From my mama's teat,
Been put in a box
Like some kind of thief.

The door opens up
The wires holding me in
I make a mad dash,
With a small crash built in.

Under the bed
Seems safe enough
Arms and fingers grab,
But I hiss and act tough.

But they leave me in silence
They leave me in the dark,
Now, I'll search
Because I'm the curious sort.

I found a bowl,
I found a plate.
I drank some cream,
And then I ate.

Wherever I am
It's a kitty space:
I've found a litter box,
And must make haste.

With a full happy tummy,
I curl up in a ball,
I cry for my mama,
But I can't hear her call.

I awake on a new day,
With a full bowl that's fine.
Whoever these people are,
I'll treat them like they're mine.

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