{"id":19241,"date":"2021-11-18T14:11:58","date_gmt":"2021-11-18T21:11:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/?p=19241"},"modified":"2021-11-18T14:11:58","modified_gmt":"2021-11-18T21:11:58","slug":"100-cats","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/torchlightcurriculum.com\/torchlight\/2021\/11\/18\/100-cats\/","title":{"rendered":"100 Cats"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter One: The Bad Beginning<\/p>\n<p>It was a stormy day outside. I was immensely bored. I was in school doing algebra.<br \/>\nPlease ring, I thought looking at a poster that said Learning is fun! (with a teacher that had a creepy smile on it).<br \/>\nRinggggg!<br \/>\nFinally!<\/p>\n<p>Stacy and I walk home together every day. Stacy&#8217;s my best friend. She&#8217;s from Miami. She has blond hair, white skin and loves beach volleyball! I wish I were born in Miami! I have brown hair, hazel eyes and I was born in texas.<br \/>\n\u201cDo you want to come to my place?\u201d I asked.<br \/>\n\u201cYou want to come to my place instead?\u201d Stacy asked. I thought about it, and decided that was a good idea.<br \/>\nStacy was so excited. \u201cYay! My mom made cookies,\u201d she said. Now it was my turn to say yay (and yum)!<br \/>\nWe walked up to Stacy&#8217;s house and rang the doorbell, jumped into a bush and waited. When Stacy&#8217;s mom opened the door we jumped out and booed her.<br \/>\n\u201cBoo to you, too,\u201d Stacy&#8217;s mom said. \u201cWant a cookie?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYes, please,\u201d we said at the same time.<br \/>\n\u201cJinx!\u201d we both said at the same time again.<br \/>\nWe all laughed (because it was funny). I took a cookie.<br \/>\n\u201cThank you&#8230;and you\u2019re welcome for finishing off the cookies!\u201d<br \/>\nWe laughed again, because that was funny, too.<\/p>\n<p>It started storming just as we walked inside.<br \/>\n\u201cOh no!\u201d I said. \u201cThe cats! They\u2019re scared of thunderstorms!\u201d<br \/>\nI rushed out the door to my house, but to my surprise the cats were fine. They woke up and started meowing like crazy! Stacy ran into my room.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat&#8217;s the&#8230;oh,\u201d she said, slapping her hand against her forehead.<br \/>\n\u201cDarn those cats,\u201d Mom screamed from downstairs.<br \/>\nStacy and I looked at each other, puzzled. Then Stacy remembered that Mom hates it when the cats start meowing like crazy.<br \/>\nThunder clapped. All the cats ran out the door as Mom was trying to come inside.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Two: CATastrophe<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh no!\u201d we screamed.<br \/>\n\u201cDaaaaa! How are we ever going to find them?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cDrama queen,\u201d mumbled Stacy.<br \/>\nOkay so we have a CATastrophe. (get it?)<br \/>\n\u201cGrayson? Earth to Grayson. We have a problem here!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWait, what?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cDang it!\u201d Stacy said, slapping her hand against her forehead.<br \/>\n\u201cSorry.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cIt\u2019s fine. Maybe focus on our problem?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cI am focusing on our problem!\u201d<br \/>\nWe found a few cats right away, and walked around outside to try to find more.<br \/>\n\u201cAhhh! The cat catcher! Hide the cats!\u201d I yelled.<br \/>\nThe cat catcher gave us a rude look.<br \/>\n\u201cHe knows you have a lot of cats. He must know something is up,\u201d Stacy whispered.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat are you up to now?\u201d the cat catcher asked, with a suspicious look on his face.<br \/>\n\u201cNothing!\u201d Stacy and I answered at the same time.<br \/>\nOne of the cats started to leave the bush it\u2019s hiding in. Stacy grabbed him, just in time, and squished him back into the bush.<br \/>\n\u201cOkay&#8230;but consider this your warning. I\u2019m on to you.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOh no!\u201d we said at the exact same time.<br \/>\n\u201cRun for the door,\u201d I yelled, \u201cbefore it&#8217;s too late! The cat catcher will surely come back any minute now!\u201d<br \/>\nStacy grabbed the cats and ran inside.<br \/>\n\u201cPhew!\u201d I said.<br \/>\nThunder clapped again, and the cats shimmied out of our arms. They ran outside again, darting into bushes and down rabbit holes.<br \/>\n\u201cNow the cat catcher is going to find them and that&#8217;s the opposite of what we want!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cNoooo!\u201d we screamed.<br \/>\nMom came up to us, as we sat on the stairs feeling glum. \u201cEverything okay?\u201d she asked.<br \/>\n\u201cNo. We lost the cats! Again!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOh&#8230;I&#8217;m sorry to hear. Come here girls,\u201d Mom said and gave us a hug. \u201cWait&#8230;did you say you lost the cats?!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYeah,\u201d me and Stacy said.<br \/>\n\u201cOh me, oh my\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cIs there a way to get them back?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cThere is one way, I suppose, but you pay for it.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cFine,\u201d we say, shrugging our shoulders.<br \/>\nOkay. But whyyyyyyyyyyyyy? I scream in my mind.<br \/>\n\u201cI think there were some cats at the shopping outlet,\u201d I said.<br \/>\nWe went to the shopping outlet.<br \/>\nI saw a cat! She was wearing a sun hat.<br \/>\nWe got her and brought her home.<br \/>\nWe went to the printing store and printed 50 posters that said: Missing cats! Last seen in Rocky Ridge. If found, call (567) 678-8006.<br \/>\nWe went to Mr. Plantneck\u2019s house and asked if he had seen anything. Sadly he hadn&#8217;t.<br \/>\n\u201cI\u2019ll tell you if I see anything,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Three: One Way, Maybe<\/p>\n<p>We went to the cat catcher\u2019s office.<br \/>\nHe welcomed us in.<br \/>\n\u201cSo little mischief makers&#8230;how can I help you?\u201d<br \/>\nMom gave us the look. We laugh nervously because we know that he had caught us making mischief more than just once. Like the time he caught us with a cat without a leash. Man, oh man, he\u2019s strict alright.<br \/>\nMom spoke up. \u201cWe came because we need you to catch-\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOur cats,\u201d Stacy and I interrupted.<br \/>\n\u201cYes, our cats,\u201d Mom finished.<br \/>\n\u201cI\u2019m sorry, I can&#8217;t. Mr. Peacock lost his precious poodle, Penelope Sparklepants, just this morning. I\u2019ve already committed to helping him.\u201d<br \/>\nI looked at the wall with an award for best pet catcher of the decade. I felt a big bucket of guilt wash over me.<br \/>\n\u201cCan you at least call us if you see one of the cats?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cMaybe, but no promises,\u201d he replied with a smirk.<br \/>\nWe left the office, feeling frustrated and defeated.<br \/>\n\u201cGirls, I can\u2019t believe\u2026\u201d Mom stopped talking as soon as she noticed me and Stacy were crying.<br \/>\n\u201cI\u2019m so-\u201d Mom started.<br \/>\nBut I interrupted her. \u201cIt\u2019s fine,\u201d I said, slamming the front door behind me.<br \/>\nI ran up to my room (I slammed my bedroom door, too), and screamed into my pillow.<br \/>\n\u201cAghhhhhhhh!\u201d<br \/>\nThen something magical happened.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Four: A Surprise Return<\/p>\n<p>I heard a meow.<br \/>\nI heard an actual meow.<br \/>\nOh my goodness! A meow!<br \/>\n\u201cMom,\u201d I screamed. \u201cA cat!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWhat? I thought they were all lost!\u201d<br \/>\nThen I heard Stacy scream \u201cwhat?\u201d too.<br \/>\nWe were all super joyful when we got up to my room to see a cat purring and enjoying itself.<br \/>\n\u201cWooohooo!\u201d I screamed.<br \/>\n\u201cWait. Does that mean there&#8217;s more?\u201d Mom said.<br \/>\n\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Stacy replied.<br \/>\n\u201cHmmm&#8230;I hear something,\u201d I said.<br \/>\n\u201cThere it is again!\u201d<br \/>\nI heard a knock at the door. I looked out the window to see who it might be. As soon as I looked out the window, my body went stiff.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat, honey?\u201d Mom asked.<br \/>\nStacy came up to the window.<br \/>\n\u201cOh,\u201d she said.<br \/>\nI ran downstairs and screamed to keep the cats hiding.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat a delightful surprise,\u201d I said, opening the door. It was the pet catcher.<br \/>\n\u201cSo,\u201d he said.<br \/>\n\u201cSo,\u201d I said.<br \/>\n\u201cWell, I found Penelope Sparklepants, so I thought I would help you instead.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOkay,\u201d I said. \u201cFollow me inside.\u201d<br \/>\nWe hear a rumbling.<br \/>\n\u201cUh oh,\u201d I said, just as the power went out.<br \/>\n\u201cIs there a working light switch in this place?\u201d Stacy screamed from upstairs. \u201cYou know I\u2019m afraid of the dark!\u201d<br \/>\nThe pet catcher started to laugh &#8211; at Stacy.<br \/>\n\u201cDon&#8217;t even,\u201d I said, under my breath.<br \/>\nHe gave me a shocked look.<br \/>\nWe reached the top of the stairs in silence.<br \/>\n\u201cMom, someone wants to see you!\u201d I yelled towards the bedroom.<br \/>\nStacy looked at me and then him.<br \/>\n\u201cYou let him in?\u201d she whispered.<br \/>\n\u201cYep,\u201d I said with a shrug. \u201cWhat\u2019s the worst that can happen?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Five: Corn Maze of Life<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou came back?\u201d Mom said, with a puzzled look on her face.<br \/>\n\u201cYeah,\u201d he said. \u201cI found your cats. They are in the truck. Come on, let&#8217;s go.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYay!\u201d we said.<br \/>\n\u201cOkay, let&#8217;s go,\u201d Mom said.<br \/>\nWe went to his truck.<br \/>\n\u201cUh-uh-uh\u2026\u201d the cat catcher said, wagging his finger. \u201cYou&#8217;ll have to pay for them first!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cUm&#8230;what are we paying for?\u201d I said, staring into the empty truck.<br \/>\n\u201cOh no! The cats must have escaped&#8230;again!\u201d the cat catcher said.<\/p>\n<p>We went crazy trying to find the cats&#8230;again.<br \/>\nWe went downtown. It was almost Halloween so there was a corn maze.<br \/>\nWe saw paw prints going into the corn maze.<br \/>\nWe went to the booth selling tickets to the corn maze.<br \/>\n\u201cExcuse me sir, we would like four tickets to the corn maze, please.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWonderful. Here you are.\u201d<br \/>\nWe ran into the maze and something jumped out of the corn! We ran as hard as we could.<br \/>\nWe heard a meow coming from a part of the maze with a sign that said: young adult level scary.<br \/>\nMe and Stacy gulped.<br \/>\nWe entered that part of the maze, even though it seemed like a bad idea. I heard something breathing behind me. Oh no! I thought.<br \/>\nI turned around slowly. \u201cAhhhhhhhh!\u201d<br \/>\nA cat?<br \/>\n\u201cMom, Stacy, I found him! The cat!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYay!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>When we got home, we didn&#8217;t remember the power was out. (We did, however, remember we were soaked.) Stacy and I changed up in my room while Mom called the pizza place.<br \/>\n\u201cPizza place, what can I get ya!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cThanks for letting me borrow some of your clothes.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cIt\u2019s nothing,\u201d I replied. The pet catcher stayed at our house for pizza. He and mom were talking about finance (aka boring adult stuff).<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Six: An Unexpected Surprise<\/p>\n<p>Dad got home ten minutes later. I was sick of sitting on the couch staring at my parents. At least I had the cats to think about. Mom and Dad got up and went to the sitting lounge. We heard a truck pull up just as the power came back on.<br \/>\n\u201cI\u2019ll get it!\u201d Mom screamed from the sitting lounge.<br \/>\nMe and Stacy asked Dad if we could watch a movie. Of course he said yes. We picked The Untitled Guide to Horror. Mom came back in with the pizza. Stacy and I got some from the pepperoni pizza box. Dad likes sardine pizza. We watched our movie. And then a cat came up to me and meowed. \u201cAwwww!\u201d we all said.<br \/>\nIt started storming harder and I swore to Penelope Sparkle Pants. All hope of finding any of my cats was gone.<br \/>\nThe movie finished and I went up to my room to talk to Stacy about the cats.<br \/>\n\u201cOh no!\u201d I screamed. I closed my eyes, hoping this would disappear. It didn\u2019t.<br \/>\n\u201cMom!\u201d I screamed. \u201cMy room is infested with spiders!\u201d<br \/>\nImagine a gazillion spiders crawling around your room. Now that&#8217;s something you can&#8217;t unsee!<br \/>\n\u201cLet me call pest conceal.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOH NO!\u201d I screamed. \u201cThe cats are on the other side of the web that the spiders are weaving. We can\u2019t get to them!\u201d<br \/>\nMy answer to this was to scream and run.<br \/>\n\u201cNope, this isn&#8217;t happening,\u201d I mumbled under my breath.<br \/>\nDad ran up the stairs and I tripped over his shoelaces. \u201cOOF,\u201d I said as I got back up and kept running away from my room.<br \/>\nStacy followed close behind. Mom grabbed my sleeping bag and said we can sleep in the living room tonight.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat do you mean we?\u201d I asked.<br \/>\n\u201cStacy and you are having a sleep over tonight!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cOMG!\u201d we screamed.<br \/>\n\u201cCan we go down to the creek?\u201d I asked. Anywhere but here with all these spiders.<br \/>\n\u201cSure,\u201d Mom said. \u201cAs long as you talk about how to get the cats back!\u201d<br \/>\nI headed down there. The best part of the creek is that I have a secret!<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Seven: River Rock<\/p>\n<p>Back at home, pest control arrived and dealt with the spiders.<br \/>\nWe reached the creek. I headed down to the rock and opened the door to our secret club. When we found it there was a power box for the neighborhood nearby and it had furniture sitting next to it! It was the perfect place for a club house! Not even mom knows about our secret spot.<br \/>\nWhen I went in, Amber was sitting on the floor.<br \/>\nPause the story. Who\u2019s Amber you ask? She\u2019s my other best friend! She&#8217;s from Las Vegas and has brown skin, blue eyes and loves arcade games. Back to the story!<br \/>\nOur clubhouse is basically a room with a tv and neon lights. We also have arcade machines and bean bag chairs! We sat down in the beanbag chairs and talked.<br \/>\n\u201cYou want to go ask Mom if you can come to our sleepover?\u201d I said.<br \/>\n\u201cSure!\u201d Amber replied.<br \/>\nWe went home and asked her, and she said yes!<br \/>\nWe went to the living room and hung out.<br \/>\n\u201cI can&#8217;t believe my room was infested with spiders!\u201d I said.<br \/>\n\u201cPest control dealt with it!\u201d Dad said.<br \/>\n\u201cYAY!\u201d we all screamed.<br \/>\n\u201cBut it was fun to experience the look on your face when you tripped over your dad\u2019s shoe laces!\u201d Stacy said.<br \/>\n\u201cWait. They dealt with it?\u201d Mom yelled from the kitchen.<br \/>\n\u201cYep,\u201d Dad said.<br \/>\nWe all laughed at that! Just then kracabobom. The lights started flickering frantically.<br \/>\n\u201cDang it!\u201d we all screamed.<br \/>\nA cat came up to us.<br \/>\n\u201cMaybe some are in the house?\u201d I asked.<br \/>\nWe all spread out except for me and Stacy. (We all know she&#8217;s afraid of the dark by now, right?)<br \/>\n\u201cCreak&#8230;\u201d the floors started making creepy noises.<br \/>\n\u201cWhy me?\u201d Stacy mumbled.<br \/>\n\u201cHmmm. Maybe some are in the bathroom? Persilla loves my parent\u2019s bathroom!\u201d<br \/>\nStacy groaned. And just as she finished groaning her head off&#8230; lightning struck.<br \/>\nStacy groaned some more.<br \/>\n\u201cWhat? I have a way with nature,\u201d I said, laughing.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Eight: Who Was It?<\/p>\n<p>When we entered the bathroom I could see a ruby mirror and a gold hot tub. The bathroom was beautiful. That\u2019s why it was Persilla\u2019s favorite spot.<br \/>\n\u201cPersilla!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWhat!?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cGrab her! I said. Stacy grabbed her just in time.<br \/>\n\u201cOh! I wonder if we can find cats based on what they like best!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cLike how Mr. Lalala likes to sing so he\u2019s in the ballroom playing the piano to his tunes, maybe?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cLet\u2019s find out!\u201d<br \/>\nWe went to the ballroom and there he was! My theory was correct! So now we could go to the kitchen or the living room.<br \/>\nWe decided on the living room. We looked there, but there were no cats.<br \/>\nRing, ring&#8230;<br \/>\n\u201cOne sec, that&#8217;s mine,\u201d I said.<br \/>\n\u201cKk.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cUmm, okay,\u201d I said into the phone. As soon as I hung up, Stacy asked who it was.<\/p>\n<p>Chapter Nine: The End<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt was the cat catcher! He found our cats!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWoohoo!\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cLet\u2019s go! He said he\u2019s out front!\u201d<br \/>\nWe went outside and he gave us the cats. He did make us pay for them though, and yes, it was ALL our allowance!<br \/>\nWe went inside, soaked but still happy.<br \/>\nStacy\u2019s mom came over, too, and we told her the whole story. Mom and Stacy&#8217;s mom made chocolate cookies. Of course those are my favorite!<br \/>\nWe watched a movie, ate pizza and cookies and\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Cuddled the cats (so we wouldn&#8217;t have a repeat of them running away again so you don&#8217;t have to read this book all over again)!<\/p>\n<p>by Grayson M.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter One: The Bad Beginning It was a stormy day outside. I was immensely bored. I was in school doing algebra. Please ring, I thought looking at a poster that said Learning is fun! (with a teacher that had a creepy smile on it). Ringgggg! Finally! Stacy and I walk home together every day. 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