The Lizard
I remember the day I got my lizard. It was March 8, 2013.
“Brody!” my dad yelled. You are getting a present tonight. When
he explained that I jumped up and down. I was so happy.
We had just come home from my
Grandparents house, I had to stay down stairs.
After dinner my parents called, “Brody!”
I ran up the stairs, skipping a few stairs at a time. I knocked on my bedroom
door four times. “Knock, knock, knock, and knock.” It didn’t open. I was about
to knock again, but it opened slowly.
I screamed, “it’s a…,” I paused.
I started remembering the animals my sister had. She’s had a hamster, gerbil,
and a fish. “It’s a lizard!” He is yellow, black, and white. The night before I
went on the computer to do some research and I found great information. “He
needs water and food. He needs light, too. He lives in a tank without water. He’s
rough and smooth. He has sharp claws. He has a tree and he eats live crickets I
informed my parents”. Oh also they can be any color. I told them.
“Thank
you,” I said.
My parents replied,
“your welcome”. After that my older sister Wynter walked in.
“What’s that”, she asked?
“It’s a lizard, my lizard.” I replied.
“WHAT”! She shouted.
I could see in her face that she was mad. It was bright red
and it looked like there was steam coming out of her ears. She was mad because
she wanted a new pet and my parents didn’t get her one. After a while she
cooled down.
To this day I still have my lizard. I take care
of it, feed it, and clean its cage. Even though I put a lot of work into taking
care of it, I still love my pet.
