Demon

by Desiree A
(San Antonio)

Demon is my baby,and he is big boy. Well his story begins on a hot day, I was with my mom and we were just coming from a friend house and my mom wanted to past by her bothers home,to talk to a one of his friends that live there.

As they are talking I start to walk up and down the drive way. When I hear a kitten meowing,and I begin to fallow the sound till it leads me to a big black trash can,and I can hear a noise coming from it,so I pick up the lid and laying in there is a Baby black kitten,it was about 2 days old.

It was covered in rotten milk,and over heated,I scoop it out and rush back to my mom, she is as surprise as me to see this little thing,we say good by to her friend and rush home,were I bath the kitten and cool it down.

I find out that is boy,I begin to take care of him around the clock.WE name him after we found out his personalty,he was a bully and love to attack your legs,So we called him little demon,and it stuck.

Now Demon is 2 years old and every body that sees him falls in love with him.