When Christopher got home from school, his appetite always turned into a lively beast. I was bizarre how hungry, he got. So, he went to the fridge and got a Clementine. The petite thing just wasn’t enough to fill his vigorous stomach. He relocated his lean body to the pantry, and grabbed a box of delicious wasabi chips. Where’s Cristof, Chris thought as he walked out of his family's gargantuan pantry. Usually his treasured cat, Cristof would come to meet him, but he figured the cat had better things to do. After he threw a wasabi chip into his mouth, he realized just how good the little potato slices were. He loved the way the slowly burned through his mouth reminding him of his burning passion for Baseball. He had just scored a home run in the last game after all. If only his team could beat the Littletown Giants. All l of that thinking about Baseball had made Chris hungry, as he realized when he stared into the empty bag. He hopped down off of the chair to throw the bag away, he noticed a furry little blob growling at him on the floor.
Just a day before Chris had so much fun with his beloved cat, Cristof (the cat reminded him so much of himself, that he gave the cat the same …show more content…
One last try Chris though, as he dialed the phone. His parents always had his back, and he kind of relied on them for that. But the one time he really needed them, his finger had been eaten after all, they didn’t answer. Phone in hand, he sat down and started crying. “P-P-Please answer” he bawled into the phone. All he wanted was for his mother or father to pick up the phone. He cried in pain, for his finger, and for his longing for his parents. He had it set in his mind, They would make it ok, my parents would. Or his cat, his brother almost, what would happen to him, he pondered as he sat on the floor. He heard a horrific scream from behind him and turned around to look. He turned around to a frightful fiendish
Just a day before Chris had so much fun with his beloved cat, Cristof (the cat reminded him so much of himself, that he gave the cat the same …show more content…
One last try Chris though, as he dialed the phone. His parents always had his back, and he kind of relied on them for that. But the one time he really needed them, his finger had been eaten after all, they didn’t answer. Phone in hand, he sat down and started crying. “P-P-Please answer” he bawled into the phone. All he wanted was for his mother or father to pick up the phone. He cried in pain, for his finger, and for his longing for his parents. He had it set in his mind, They would make it ok, my parents would. Or his cat, his brother almost, what would happen to him, he pondered as he sat on the floor. He heard a horrific scream from behind him and turned around to look. He turned around to a frightful fiendish