It was a sunny day, my friends and I  were all curled up in bean bags reading silently in Mrs. Skeens class. Describing Mrs. Skeen is hard because she’s so nice and it’s hard to pick the words to describe her, But since we don’t have all day I’ll pick a little. Mrs. Skeen is Read More…

Chapter One: The Beginning It all started on Sunday. My owner P.J had just gotten back from church. He closed the back door, plopped himself on the pinkish colored couch, and turned on the TV with a weird looking rectangular, dusty, black TV remote . On TV there was a commercial about cat food. I Read More…