In a small town named Coombs there was a man named Jack. Jack did not have a family and he was adopted by two nice people named John and Susan. They were tall and had freckled faces like Jack. Jack had a bald spot on top of his head and he always wore a leather jacket. So did his dad. His wife got in a car accident with two children and there funeral was 1846 October 31 on Halloween night  he was crying all night long.

One day when Jack was going to work he passed a pet store he didn’t bother looking inside. When Jack got to work he had had a long day.

When he passed the pet store again, he parked in one of the parking lots and went in. That day he was looking through the kittens section and he bought a kitten and named it Jackie. Jackie was a black and white cat with black all over his body and white under his neck and paws. He had orange dots all over his back and all around his nose.One night when Jack had gone to sleep in his king sized bed with cotton covers, he woke up to go to the bathroom and he couldn’t find Jackie. He decided to go back to bed. And in the morning he could see a lump under his rug. So he decided to pick up a chair and slam it against the lump under the rug. But then he thought about if he slammed the chair against the floor and missed the lump might wreck his carpet. So he put the chair down carefully and went back to bed.

When he got back from work the next day, he couldn’t see the lump. He went into the kitchen and made himself a tuna sandwich. When he came out, he saw the lump again. So he decided to ignore the lump and watch the news on his big black screen TV.

He heard something coming toward him. He saw it, he saw the lump again coming towards him! He crouched up on his soft fluffy couch. The lump stopped and turned around and settled in the middle of the rug. So Jack decided to run back to bed and go to sleep.

He couldn’t even get to sleep that night so he sat up in his bed and started to read his Little Pink Pony book. Finally he was sleepy and fell asleep. The next day he got up and ignored the bump and went to his kitchen to make his toast with sunny side-up eggs. When he came out of the kitchen the lump was gone. He looked under the carpet and nothing was there. He went back into his bedroom the lump was under his bed covers. He ran back to the living room and jumped on the couch like he was scared of a ghost or something.

He saw something black, white and orange run under the carpet. He ran to the telephone and called the exterminator. When the exterminator got there, he barged right into the house and saw the lump. So the exterminator pushed the rug to one side and nothing was there. All he could see was a hole in the ground. All of a sudden, glowing green eyes appeared. The exterminator took one step back and grabbed his tools and pulled the animal out.

The exterminator was holding Jackie by the scruff of his neck. He said “Is this cat yours or should I give it to the SPCA?”“no, don’t take him, he belongs to me!” The exterminator said, “here you go, here is your kitten back.”’s hands. And the exterminator left. Jack shouted out Jack gently took Jackie from the exterminator.

From that night on Jack and Jackie could sleep very well. Nightie night.