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Thursday, September 16, 2021

My Pet Alien - Edited

This is the edited version of My Pet Alien. I put some more similes in the story and I corrected the grammar and made it more interesting.


 She is snuggled up under my blankets. Her snoring is quiet and reassuring. Her soft hand reaches and grabs onto mine. Spock can’t be found. She is so special, if the government found out about her I would be in so much trouble. I grab a bottle of warm milk from my bedside table and put it into her puckered lips. Her Pale brown skin shimmers under my dim bedroom light. 

I had never believed in life outside earth, but as soon as my eyes met with hers, my whole mind changed. Maybe it could be possible. I start running through possible planets they could live on. Spock could have come from an undiscovered planet. My mind whirls at all the possibilities.

Spock snuggles up against me. Full from her feed, her tummy rumbles.


When I wake up, the warm patch where Spock should be is empty. No. Mum cannot find out about her. I sit up to see my closet with all of its contents strewn across the floor. I start to swear and I run into the kitchen, to see Spock with a banana peel over his head and banana mushed into her face. I laugh and scoop her up. I grab a tissue, wipe her face and then put her into my school bag. 

“ Spock you are so messy” I grab my bike and start pedalling to the lake. Spock climbs out of my bag and hops down on to the UFO ruins. She looks heart broken. Who knew that aliens had emotions. I really want Spock to go home, but deep in my heart I know that I really want Spock to stay with, she has filled a hole in my heart, like a piece of cake filling your hunger. When I pick Spock back up, she has turned colder than an ice cube. 

“ Spock what's wrong” She groans and rolls over in my arms, her usually vibrant yellow coat has turned a sickly green. I take in a breath and hop onto my bike.


2 WEEKS LATER

Spock is home. I know it was for the best. NASA blasted her off into space with a beacon attached to a collar. I made a scientific discovery, a discovery close to me. I see her mingle with the other aliens. She is happier now. 


The vet told me she was intacking to much oxygen, her planet has none. Her body was inflating from the oxygen. I wasn’t helping her, I was endangering her.


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