The next day I got in the and Grandpa handed me a Quaker oatmeal box and said kinda laughing “look what you killed.” I knew immediately what was in it. I opened it and looked in. It was a female mouse( I studied a bit about mice and I know what to look for). I felt awful. I named her Eurycleia and buried her underneath two trees
A few days later my grandparents left the house to buy food and I was at school. Abigail, my cat, was left alone. All cats like high places, so I guess that’s why she was up on the computer desk.
The computer desk is similar to an entertainment center. It has a cubby hole thing for the monitor and we use the top as a shelf.
On the left corner of the shelf sat my miniature copy of Nike of Samothrace. Nike is the Greek goddess of victory, Victoria is her Latin name.
When we got home, I went to the living room (where the computer is). I noticed my elephant, which was on the entertainment center, was on the floor. I picked it up and left the room. I forgot why I came back in, I looked up and noticed something missing. That’s when I looked under the desk and saw Nike lying there with shards all around her, her wings broken off. I couldn’t fix her, there were too many piece.
I couldn’t cry over it. I couldn’t get mad. Abby didn’t know what she did.
I put her wings together as best I could. My aunt is going to use them for her mosaic art. The goddesses body is a normal human’s form now. I have filed away the stubs where her wings had been. I think I will paint her, use her for my art. Now it’s over.
Oh great................I just broke a mirror.
