well this is a story about a girl in forster care rather like me and her cat always saves the day :P

NO! i wont go i just can't go! your not my real parents you can't make me do anything. and i wont go! chelsi screamed, she had never liked being bossed about and she certainly didnt like her new carers. Their names were sarah and richard; sarah was petite with her died-blonde hair and glasses round her neck and richard was tall with glasses and stubby brown hair. but no matter how bad they were she was not moving in with fiona and that was that. i bet your wondering why? well fiona has two childeren of her own and they hate her. they hate me too and i wouldnt be able to come if she went but thats a whole different story!  the fact is there spoilt little brats and chelsi isnt one to act like cinderella just because nothing ever goes right.now shes stuck, no hope of going back to her parents, no nice place to go, no friends to turn to, all she has left is me! her little tabby cat. chelsi calls me tilly but my other names include "stop clawing our new carpet"," bad cat!", and "heres the litter box use it!" but i can't figure out why they call me suck funny names? but anyway chelsis by her bed crying right now. poor girl it never seses to amaze me the amount of times something goes rong for her! but ill help her all in good time things will go right.