Mary put on her new white frock and stared out at the golden morning sun. Looking down at her little garden, she saw the little lamb that they found in the woods yesterday, quietly chewing the grass with the morning dew drops on. 'Isn't he cute?', Mary thought to herself, gazing at the sight.
She remembered herself begging her parents to agree to keep the poor cute lamb. Her parents just said maybe. They said they were puzzling about star signs and whether she would take good care of the little lamb. Mary had said that she loved the cute little lamb even though she was slightly puzzled at the word star sign and what it meant. At school, her best friends were going on about what star signs they each were. She had always felt left out ever since they started to talk about it.
Mary shook herself back into the normal world, blocking herself from all the sad things and feelings and decided to ask her parents what it meant. She pulled on her light pink tights and rushed downstairs.
"Mother!? Father!" Mary exclaimed, running down the staircase with a beautifully patterned wooden banister. She stopped at the end in shock because a stranger was in their house claiming that their daughter had always hated that lamb but it was their pet. It was just that her daughter had purposely let the little lamb slip out when they were camping in the woods last night. The lady had long brown hair, she wore a plain blue dress with a brown belt and she wore pink tights!
And worse! The strange woman was about to go into Mary's part of the garden and trample all her beautiful flowers! Also, she was going to grab the cute poor lamb! "Stop!" screamed Mary, "Don't you dare take my poor little lamb and trample all my flowers! MY lamb is only a little baby and it's helpless, but that doesn't mean I won't help it! In fact, it only means that I'll protect Snowy even MORE!".
Mary ran to the door of the garden, her plaited waist-length brown hair flying behind her. She squirmed between the lady and the garden door before blocking it by expanding herself doing a star shape. The lady stopped walking because if she walked any further, she would squash poor Mary. "My name is Grace. Let us have a talk about this." the lady sighed, and turned around to sit on their armchair.
Embarrassed, Mary's mother sat down on the sofa next to Grace and said, "My apologies! My daughter, Mary is a Capricorn, she is also especially fond of lambs, sheep and goats. Would you mind if we took care of your little lamb? I'd pay you the money, so, since your child doesn't like lambs, and our dear Mary does, may we? I know that it's a bit straight away and into the question, but.... Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about!" Mary's mother shook her head and blushed.
"I guess so, although, to be honest, I am quite fond of sheep myself. But, you must say, once you have a child, you often think it's right to put children before you or other adults. So, I guess so, the answer is yes." Grace sighed hesitantly.
Molly squealed with delight. She lowered her head and whispered "I'm sorry about what I said earlier." and ran off, forgetting about asking the question what a star sign is! So that's sorted!
When Grace left, Molly's mother sighed and said, "You know, it is awfully embarrassing to claim something is yours and give it a name when it isn't!" when Molly came down.
"But, then again, it is good to stick up for somebody and protect them even if it's not a human!" her father added on. Molly blushed and shrugged, before running upstairs.
So then, all that was caused because of a Capricorn Mary! At least she had kept her lamb!
