I was in my garden next to my well and i saw a catapillar that was clinging on for his small little life. So, i got my hand and picked him up so gently that not even a ant could of been hurt. i think if I had let him die, then i would have been a murderer – for even if it’s only a tiny thing he’s still important to me. He is a special caterpillar – even more than you even no I thought it would be nice to make a home and a little bed for him as he was hurt. He had lost one of his small feathers as this was no ordinary catapillar. When i took him inside he felt cared for and loved. So he slowly leant back into the palm of my hand. I got a shoe box and put grass with a bit of water on it for him to drink. i put the box between the radiator and my bedroom door so that he wouldn’t t be to cold or too hot. it was strange. i put some pieces of my blanket in so that he could feel comfy but then i realised that catapillars don’t like stuff like that. But before in could get it out he was liying there on it. As the years went on i could neither seem to let him go.There was one thing he never turned into a butterfly. Then one day i looked in the box and he still wasn’t a butterfly but he was neither a catapillar. Either i was going up to tell my mum he now a baby chick. But before i could go he said something to me “thanks for looking after me i would have died with out you”i stared at him for a bit and wunder if he was a magic chick he said “i know what thinking and yes i am magic but im not the magc chick i am the magic and and i am here to help you with what ever you want” i replied “why do you want to help me out of so many people in this world” he answered “i am going to help you because you are the only one in this world that was nice to me everyone else would have let me die so that is why –
thank you and make sure that you stay the way you are.
look out for the next caterpillar that brought miracles! 😀