paragraph on an unwelcome guest
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We have a very beautiful house with two floors and we mostly live on the second floor of the building.
One day, while I was crossing the street on the main road, I found a tiny kitten crying with its meows. It was at a corner of that street where I could find some unused furniture. The kitten was somewhere hiding behind the furniture.
I tried to find it and call it. It was too small and it was hiding away from humans. I rushed to my house and got it something to feed on. It was so afraid to believe in me. I had to leave the food close to it and move away. It was so hungry and an orphan somehow.
He came close to the food and grabbed it. So well, I was feeding the little creature for a while. And the kitten started waiting for me every day near the furniture shop where the unsure furniture is thrown away.
And the kitten had a constant growth. To be very clear, I was quite afraid of animals. But somehow this creature became my friend. Every day on my way and back from school, I would feed him with something.
One fine day, I just came home from some outing. When I turned back I saw this fierce looking cat inside our living room. It was none other than the kitten I was helping. My mom was so afraid of the cat as she thought that the cat came to steal food from our house.
The cat was looking quite fierce and I didn’t know how to react to it. I never had experience in communicating with animals. I tried asking the cat to go out of the house because my mother was shouting out loud with fear and she was jumping onto chairs and tables.
She was so an unwelcome guest to our house. Everyone was so afraid. I didn’t know what to do. I was in confusion and trauma. My brother tried to send the cat away by frightening her. I was really not prepared to react in any way.
The cat went away after a while. Never could I see it. I missed the cat. I was not being able to think about why she visited our house when she gave a sudden surprise like an unwelcome guest.
But later I realized that it might have been hungry. Maybe she came to ask me for food. I think she was terribly hurt in her feelings. She never showed up again. Alas, the cat was such an unwelcome guest that day.
A guest is a person to be honored and respected. But there are a certain type of guests who are unwelcome.
My father has such an unwelcome guest in Mr. Peter. He visits us frequently and always without prior intimation. He knows that my mother is working and we all have to go at 9.30 a.m. My father and mother have to go to their offices. We kids have to go to our school. He always comes to our house almost at the time, when we are locking up the house or have just finished.
As he comes one of us has to stay back and serve him. If mother has casual leave, then she waits. But mostly I have to stay back as I am the eldest. Then he is a very easy going person. He takes his own time in taking bath and getting ready. He has no consideration for others.
Mr. Peter is very fussy about his food. I could never make anything to his satisfaction. He does not like food cooked in our style and goes on giving a running commentary on how badly I have cooked and how I should have cooked, but he eats up all.
He is not at all considerate. He does not bring his own bedding and we have to supply it at great inconvenience to ourselves. He uses our telephone freely. He not only makes local calls but also trunk calls and does not think necessary to pay for them.
He wants my father to take him around his car and when he goes, he expects father to drop him at the station. As long as he is there, the whole routine of the house is upset. We thank God when he leaves.