Homeless Animals Short Story

A spattering of dark, ominous storm clouds, the foretellers of calamity, marred the peaceful blue sky.

And yet, desire to obtain companionship blinded our family from seeing any warnings on the horizon.

A feline companion, was what; my sister and I, who; to alleviate the lurking loneliness, why.

We set out to the shelter, home of the homeless animals, abandoned by both nature and civilization.

The drive was entirely within Conway, and yet to us, possessed with eagerness, it was across the nation.

Arrival at our destination brought great joy with the sight of those adorable animals adorned with fur.

Toward the cat section, my sister and I went, and were overcome with adoration and want.

In that moment, the pets used their charm to become briefly

Like a child on Christmas morning, we were filled with glee, and began the return to our abode.

However, as we drove on, we found that alongside happiness, there can be in equal measure dread.

For as our residence approached, so too did heavy, flowing rain, while we remained trapped on the road.

Lightning flashed first, a blinding bolt of heavenly fury, followed by thunder, roaring through the rain.

Yet still the din of thunder was dwarfed by the yowling of our new kitten, all too much like cries of pain.

Though harsh these conditions were, they were not so difficult so as to be totally impossible to get past.

Indeed, we did persevere through this trial of wind and rain, and finally arrived at the sight of our house.

And yet, when we did get back home, the realisation of what had transpired in our absence struck fast.

A disaster had occurred, the likes of which I had never experienced prior in all of my five years of life.

For a window had suffered a terrible fate, and there lay glass strewn about, each piece sharp as a knife.

Although the window had been broken, ‘twas not a robber who had done it, but rather a powerful