Fairy tale. " No matter how small you are. A Storycat" Chapter 2

When she went away into the street, an avalanche of rustles, rumblings, smells and emotions swept over her. Shreda hardly hold back herself on her paws, so as not to fall from weakness.  (Could you tell me this sentence in Russian?  I'm not sure what you mean to say.)  Now she is was alone and therefore she must be strong. "The one who must be strong just can not cannot be weak" - her mom was always saying that.

First of all she needed a job. But she was only a kitten. What she can could she do? Mom was always saying that she could do all what she wants whatever she wanted and be anybody she wants wanted. So, that's why it's it was needed (necessary) to decide what she wants wanted to be... . Suddenly, the a mouse slipped from the corner and disappeared behind the a garbage can. "Just right now I want to be full" - thought Shreda - "How was my mom was getting those mice? No! She definitely couldn't be a killer. Maybe she bought them? Already dead?" - Shreda didn't notice that she said say it aloud.

Low laughter rang out behind the Shreda's back. The kitten shuddered and turn around. The An elderly cat-woman was sitting on the hood of a parked car. She pressed something grey-colored down onto the hood something grey-colored by with her paw. "You are going to be somebody's dinner, kid" - she said - "No. You are gonna be somebody's breakfast. To be alive for dinner time you should change your way of thinking right now. Otherwise you won't survive even half a day. Believe me, kid. I'm I've been here for 5 years. And don't ask me what price I paid for it."

Little Shreda waited for her until the next morning in absolute dark and coldness. She was calling would call mom, but mommy didn't answered. She cryed cried all the next day long and by the next evening she realized that her mom will would never return. Something horrible was had happened, because mom would never leave her children in any cases situation. Shreda was along alone, completely alone. Now she must take care of herself. She must start her own adult life. The little kitten stood up, shook herself and made the first step towards (or "toward") the cruel street, which had eaten her mommy.

Great job!  What a cute but sad story.  I'd like to read more of it. :-)

Fairy tale. " No matter how small you are. A Storycat" Chapter 1.

Once upon a time cat named Shreda was born. A, although, she didn't know at that moment that she is was Shreda. (Or, "However, she didn't know at that moment...")  She was an ordinary usual kitten without any prospects for of an extraordinary life. Her mama was very beautiful, so Shreda was too. She has had a long cape on her back from of red hairs fur and a white shirt-front. Her paws are were like with white gloves and tights. That's why her relatives predicted her a state career for her. They Their prediction was were not very far from reality her real life, but her relatives even didn't couldn't even imagine her future. 

In some After a few weeks, of life Shreda's mom didn't return from home one day. They lived together under the stairs near a product shop. Shreda's mom worked at in the shop's cellar as a cellar-keeper. When mommy came home she always smelled sweetly with of mice, fresh evening dampness, puddles with gasoline stains, urban bustle and an interesting basement business scent. But that noght night she wasn't didn't come back.

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