I have seen a few people post stories about Betta fish, so here is a story I made to put my writing skills to the test. Feel free to give me advice on my writing and how you like it! =) Here it goes..... (WARNING for a wile it is very sad)
Here I am at pet-smart, alone, unwanted and unloved, I am the tiniest of all the fish on my cold metal self, My shelf feels so cold, I clamp up tight but I can't get warm. Shivering at the bottom of my cup the other Males with their beautiful, bold, colors and flowing tails mock me for being so tiny, sick and the back of the row. It hurts my feelings, through my already hurting body. Every so often I will get a forgiving ray of sunlight back here. I hope and pray for some one to see my value, someone who will love me forever and ever. One ordinary day I woke up to the feeling of being pulled in a upward direction. Instantly, I whirred to life even though my aching muscles. All of a sudden, I found a pair of sharp blue eyes sweeping over me. When the person pulled the cup back to get a better look. I saw a pretty woman with long blond hair smile at me. Then looked at me with concern as if she knew what was wrong with me. For a moment, she look away and started to set me down. But I started to move as fast as I could, and tried show her the intensiveness on my face. Then I stopped moving, I was back in that dark no good corner once again. Then....... TO BE CONTINUED!
The Clan: Marilyn (CT) Angel (DeT) Opal (CT)