Telling Writing 1

My eyes snaped open in alertness, searching for that repulsive root of all evil, my sisters cat. Sucking life from my plain plant, she sated that vile thirst equivelent of that of a lawyers blood burglery of money. Enraged, I randomly rush at her, while she molevolently mauls my silver snowboard blocking her path. Clawing, biting, and yowling, she attempts to escape before a scolding. However, she knows this is not to be, yet she makes ever futile attempts anyway.