Crazy Cat

It all began one night when I was getting ready for bed, I was doing my nightly routine, plugging in my Chromebook for school, getting a glass of water, plugging in my SpongeBob night light, all that junk. I was getting ready to open my window, as it was summer and it was getting hot in my room, I saw a cat outside. Now, I love cats, so I decided to open the window and talk to it, so maybe it would come over to me and I could pet it, so that's what I did. I started calling the cat over, but then I noticed something strange about it. It was a full black cat, with red eyes and an extremely long tail. The cat isn't budging, so I decided to leave it alone, and just went to bed. That night, I had a weird dream, about that same cat I saw before bed. In the dream, I was looking for my phone, and when I found it, it was all scratched up, and there was text on the screen that said, ¨Beware Crazy Cat And Her Glowing Red Eyes.¨ That's when I woke up, I wasn't scared, I was more confused. Like, ¨Crazy Cat¨? ¨Red Eyes¨? What the hell? I didn't think much about it and just went back to sleep, thinking I would forget about it in the morning.

I woke up the next day, and got out of bed to eat breakfast. I told my parents about the weird dream I had and, predictably, they laughed at it. My dad said I was being a coward, even though I never said I was scared, or that it was a nightmare, whatever. I get dressed and get ready for school. I walk outside to get in my dad's car, and I see a pair of glowing red eyes, underneath the car. I didn't know if it was real, so I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and they were gone. My dad asked me what was wrong, and I told him about it, but he laughed it off and called me a coward again. I thought I was just hallucinating, so I brushed it off and got in the car.

My day was pretty normal from there, I went about my daily routine at school, and I'd pretty much forgotten about that weird dream and the weird glowing things under the car. I was in the middle of math class, and my seat is right next to the entrance of the classroom. The teacher was talking, and I caught something out of the corner of my eye. I looked out into the hallway, and I saw a black tail walking away, further into the hallway. I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought I was hallucinating again, so to be sure, I asked the teacher to use the bathroom, thankfully, she agreed. As soon as she said yes, I got out into the hallway as fast as I could. I was walking through the hallway trying to find the tail, and then I looked down the hall again, and I saw the cat. I saw the same cat I saw outside my window last night. I start slowly walking towards the cat, and then it walks into this room with an open door. Curious, I ran towards the door, and looked inside.

Inside the door, was one of the school's janitors, and they were dead. Their eyes were scratched out, they had cuts all over their body, and there was blood all over the floor. I was terrified, I couldn't move, and then I saw the cat. They started climbing on top of the janitor's corpse, it sat there, and just stared at me. Didn't do anything, just sat there, and stared at me. I was finally able to move again, so I ran straight to the office, and told the principal what I saw. I took him to the door, but the body was gone. No blood, no Janitor, no nothing! I was shocked, but the principal, on the other hand, was furious. He thought I was lying, and he said that since the story I made up was so awful, I would be suspended for the rest of the week (It was Thursday so it doesn't really matter).

The next day, I was sitting at home, thinking about what the hell was going on. I knew for a fact I saw that janitor dead, and I knew for a fact, that cat had something to do with it. But I brushed it off, I thought that maybe I've been having nightmares recently, and they've been affecting my life in some way, so I ignored it. I went to sleep, and had another weird dream, this time though, it had the cat in it. I was in my house, and everything was normal, I was watching tv, eating some lunch, and sitting with my family. I finished whatever I was eating, and went to put my dish in the sink, and when I came back, my family was dead, they all had similar scratches to the Janitors, but their eyes were not scratched out this time, this time, their EARS were cut off.

I was confused, and then I looked at the coffee table, and I saw that stupid cat sitting there, looking at the bodies. Then it looked at me, and I got angry, so I tried running at it, but for some reason I couldn't move at all. The cat jumped on top of me, and this cat wasn't the same weight as a normal cat, it weighed the same as a grown man. I was pinned to the ground, struggling to get up, and then I looked the cat in the face, and I saw it. The cat's eyes are glowing, and not just regular glowing, they were glowing red. They were so bright, it was like looking at a pair of rubies. And then it hits me, ¨Beware Crazy Cat And Her Glowing Red Eyes.¨

The cat scratches my chest, my cheek, and my arm before I wake up. I feel pain in the exact places that cat scratched me at, I feel my cheek, and I see blood. I didn't know what to do, I was dealing with a Freddy Kruger cat, what the hell am I supposed to do!? Go to my parents? They won't believe me. The Cops? They'll think I'm on drugs or something! I couldn't do anything, I couldn't go to anyone, I had pretty much accepted death. But then I had a thought, what if I... killed it? If I kill that stupid cat, would this whole thing be over? I had no idea, all I knew was, the next time I see that cat, I won't hold back.

I decided to take a walk in the park to clear my mind, and maybe get a snack from the vendor they have there. But as soon as I got there, I noticed something was off. There was nobody at the park, it's usually crowded as hell. Every time I go there, there's always some kids running around or some dogs playing with their owners, but there was just, nobody. I looked towards the spot where the vendor usually is, and then I saw something horrific. The vendor was laid over his cart, with his back scratched up so badly, I could see his spine poking out. At that point I knew, it was the cat, and now that I knew it was here, it was time to fight.

The cat came out from behind the cart, and I swear that thing could read my mind, because it gave me a look that said it would kill me. But I didnt care, I was tired of this thing torturing me and others, so after looking at each other for a few seconds, I started running towards it. As soon as I got close enough to the cat, it jumped up, and sliced me right across the face. It felt like a punch to the face, it knocked me down immediately. I couldn't believe it, this thing was as strong in reality as it was in my dream. I was so shocked, I didn't realize I was just sitting on the ground, so the cat just pounced right on top of me. It started scratching my chest, so I punched it in the face, and it fell right off of me, so I got up and got ready to really fight this thing.

The cat started running towards me, and it was FAST! But I still managed to kick it, and while it was down, I stomped on it a couple times. But that did basically nothing, cause it got right back up and jumped on me again. This time the cat managed to scratch my throat, cutting it right open. I fell to the ground just grasping onto life, and then the cat started climbing on top of me again, and it gave me a death stare. I knew this was it, this cat was going to kill me in cold blood. I closed my eyes, just accepting my fate, but when the cat was about to deliver the killing scratch, I heard a gunshot.

I open my eyes, and the cat has a bullet in its head, and it falls to the ground dead. I look at the person who shot it, and it turns out, it was a policeman. A while after the whole incident, I learned that the park was empty, because the cat came by, and had killed the vendor, causing everyone to panic and run away. And everyone who had witnessed the scene unfold had called the police, telling them about the cat. So the cops had showed up just in time, after they made sure the cat was dead, they got me in an ambulance, and thankfully, I am still alive, and fully healed up.

To this day, I still think about those days, and what would have happened if the cops hadn't shown up at the time they did. The whole situation still puzzles me, because everything about it doesn't make any sense. Why was the cat outside my window? And why was it even in my neighborhood? Why was it called Crazy Cat? And Why did her eyes glow so brightly red? Why was it able to hurt me in my dreams? And why was it so powerful? The answer to any of those questions, I'll never know, but hey, at least I'm alive, and won't ever have to deal with that cat again.

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