by Maia Maxwell |
MIDNIGHT |
So when my aunt was a little girl about 11, she went on a ride on her horse. There were these two boys that were painting a fence green (these two boys were the nephew's of the owner of the barn who then would be the two boys uncle) , and there was a horse named Midnight. the two boys were trying to impress a girl so they painted a green stripe on Midnights back, then my aunt came back from her ride she saw that Midnight had a green stripe on her back, then she told the two boys to get it off of Midnight the boys said ''okay'' then she went to go see the horses. The boys put paint remover on Midnights back and left her in the blazing hot sun! When my aunt got back from seeing the horses she saw that Midnight was rolling around in the wood chips my aunt took Midnight to the washing stall but it was hard to because my aunt could not touch Midnights fur, because it was peeling off of her. My aunt got her to the washing stall. The boys were band from the barn.
OWANKA, SOUTH DAKOTA GHOST TOWN
by: Maya cat
It was a nice day, my family and I traveled to see my grand-parents in Rapid City, South Dakota. My cousins, Nelson, Natalie, Noah and Nathan were there also. So, as you probably know, I am a cat, and love cats. My brothers usually tease me about it though. Especially Gabe, the oldest, who is turning 13 in 2016. I think he is too immature to become a teenager though. We found this ghost town, last time we were in Rapid. Originally, my family, cousins and I were traveling to the black Hills, a family routine, and saw this old abandoned town. Most of it was old, and broken down, but still, others remained up and sort of sturdy. Natalie and I ran over to the nearest house, one that looked like it was being built before all of it went to wreck. It was only before we were going to leave when i noticed a small movement in the old, shattered window...
July 30, 2016
Today was the most exiting day of all of the travel-going to the Black Hills!! It has become a routine that we stop by an old ghost town in Owanka before we leave to the Black Hills. It was a wind day, but we didn't let that get into the way of our travel. "Everyone, in the car!" Aunt Tara called. We all got into two separate cars-my grandpas, and Tara's. Natalie, Noah and I got into Tara's car, and the rest of 'em went with my mother of pie. Half way there, we all saw a humongous sunflower field that looked like it went on forever. Then, Noah and i started running around on the high way, and that was only that start of that. Later... Natalie and I squealed in delight as we approached the old town. As soon as we stopped, we ran out the car and started to the million foot high hay bales. One of them was at least 20 feet high. There is too much to say, so I will tell you the sad part. It was only towards the end when my cousin, Nelson said: "Hey, Maya there is like, twenty cats over here!" Of course, i ran over to him and too a glance. Over nine cats surrounded the house, then I remembered... I started crying at the sight of them. Well, bawling I should say. I saw marowanna and cigarettes scattered everywhere, and inside the house the light was on. One of them, an orange tabby, with one eye came up and started purring after I pet one, single stroke. Crying, I begged to take one home, after the depressing answer, no, I decided not to let them go. After about ten minutes of me giving the parents a lecture about how un fair it was, after all, all of the cats were skinny as pencils, I saw a kitten, about two weeks old. None of the cats were well enough to produce milk, and i burst out crying. "No, this cat is too young, we will die!!" After attempting to take him into the car, my grandpa said, "You can keep him." That was only the start. After dying, I forced my mom to call the thing of human society. Then, I lived happily ever after---sort of.
July 30, 2016
Today was the most exiting day of all of the travel-going to the Black Hills!! It has become a routine that we stop by an old ghost town in Owanka before we leave to the Black Hills. It was a wind day, but we didn't let that get into the way of our travel. "Everyone, in the car!" Aunt Tara called. We all got into two separate cars-my grandpas, and Tara's. Natalie, Noah and I got into Tara's car, and the rest of 'em went with my mother of pie. Half way there, we all saw a humongous sunflower field that looked like it went on forever. Then, Noah and i started running around on the high way, and that was only that start of that. Later... Natalie and I squealed in delight as we approached the old town. As soon as we stopped, we ran out the car and started to the million foot high hay bales. One of them was at least 20 feet high. There is too much to say, so I will tell you the sad part. It was only towards the end when my cousin, Nelson said: "Hey, Maya there is like, twenty cats over here!" Of course, i ran over to him and too a glance. Over nine cats surrounded the house, then I remembered... I started crying at the sight of them. Well, bawling I should say. I saw marowanna and cigarettes scattered everywhere, and inside the house the light was on. One of them, an orange tabby, with one eye came up and started purring after I pet one, single stroke. Crying, I begged to take one home, after the depressing answer, no, I decided not to let them go. After about ten minutes of me giving the parents a lecture about how un fair it was, after all, all of the cats were skinny as pencils, I saw a kitten, about two weeks old. None of the cats were well enough to produce milk, and i burst out crying. "No, this cat is too young, we will die!!" After attempting to take him into the car, my grandpa said, "You can keep him." That was only the start. After dying, I forced my mom to call the thing of human society. Then, I lived happily ever after---sort of.