Shot-By-Marykate

Buttercup ------------- I look for Prim, she is not here. Instead is the girl with the braid and grey eyes. I hiss, my back arched and she looks at me, deep in thought. She says she's not here, I hiss. If she's not here then where is she? She says her name and I meow, raising my ears. Is she here after all? That's when the girl starts yelling and throwing things at me. I jump out of the way. I just want Prim. My Prim, the one that loves me. Who accepts me. I notice now she is crying. Strong girl with the braid and grey eyes is crying? She never cries. What has happened to my Prim? "She's dead." She chokes out and falls uncons