Writing 'twas a story written for english

[Duo Maxwell]

I had to write this story for english, now it took me a whilt to finish due to writers block or the fact that I couldn't write my ideas down at the time and they flew out the window... hope ya's all like it. . . C & C welcome

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Kris sat on the tree branch quietly thinking and watching a nest of birds, the mother had returned to her chicks and apparently it was feeding time. Not wanting to see any form of regurgitation she looked at her surroundings. The tree she was in had a smooth pale texture and the leaves were broad and bright green. On some branches were little pink flowers, which reminded her of the sakura trees back in Japan.
A cold wind made her shiver; she had the feeling that she wasn?t alone. Looking around she saw a mix of orange and black. She decided to investigate and started to climb higher in the tree. Noting a flutter of hair she was sure that it was another person.
Kris tried her best in keeping up with the agile creature, climbing the tree faster than she should have. She slipped slightly but kept going, looking up she realised she lost the stranger. Then suddenly she met with golden cat-like eyes.
The two were locked there staring at each other for several moments, then the branch Kris had all her weight on snapped and she fell out of the tall tree. Landing hard on the ground.
The young strange creature climbed down from the tree, almost curiously. It looked at her for a few seconds, sniffed then asked if she was okay, offering its hand.
?I guess,? was Kris? reply and took the outstretched hand standing up. ?Thanks.?
She looked at the young specimen for a while, trying to contemplate what it was. The boy was in every way human, except it had cat ears and a tail.
?I?m Jak,? it said. ?I?m a Khatt!? he smiled, showing perfect sharp teeth.
?Hi Jak, I?m Kris? how old are you anyway?? Kris smiled back, starting conversation. Jak looked at her for a while thinking. ?In this dimension, I?m 11.?
?Oh, so what dimension are you from??
?Uh? to tell you the truth, I forgot.? He said sheepishly.
Kris nodded. ?Hey you wanna come back to my house? You could meet all my friends.? She suggested. Jak smiled and nodded. Following Kris to Jacob?s house.

Jacob was giving Anthony a lecture about leaving the fridge door open when Kris arrived with Jak. Their pet moomba ran up to them and knocked Kris over in its usual playful manner. Mark looked at the pet in disgust, it was astonishing how the beast could look so innocent in her arms yet rip up anything that was his in a powerful frenzy. He never saw much in having a pet; they were a waste of time, money and space as far as he was concerned.
His focus changed when he noticed a strange figure behind Kris, he glared jealously when he noticed it was a boy, but then realized he was a kid.
?Hey Kris, who?s the boy?? Anthony asked forgetting Jacob?s words. Kris looked up from the moomba, ?oh, this is Jak. I met him in the park before I fell out of the tree?? she trailed off.
?Jacob, is it okay if he stays for a while?? she asked looking as innocent as her pet. Jacob stood in thought for a moment. Nodding he said, ?I guess its alright, we have plenty of room.?
Anthony promptly introduced himself to Jak and then introduced Mark to him.
Anthony then started to lick Mark?s face, which actually looked like he was trying to make out with him. Either way Jak was very confused.
?Don?t worry,? said a male voice. ?He does this all the time.?
Jak turned around and saw red glowing eyes. ?I?m Pike.? Said the new stranger, before he walked towards the kitchen. Jak followed him and saw a blonde boy sitting at the table, the boy had a long blue headband tied around his head; Jak instantly began playing with the dangling strands.
Pike opened up the cupboard and took out fruit loops, coco pops and cornflakes. He put all three in the same bowl and proceeded to dump a heap of sugar and milk on top. Pike noticed Jak playing with Tyler?s headband when he was walking back to the table. He sat down and enjoyed the sugar.

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I think it may have ended too suddenly. . .