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I used to like cats, kittens, hell, even big cats like lions and tigers! Now I can't even look at a little new born kitten without cringing. God... this is going to sound like so much bullshit, but for those who have seen it, and lived to tell the story,
When I was ten years old, I stole some gum from the local market; My mom never found out. It was...
That night, I was ready to go bed, with a piece of that exact gum still losing its flavor in my mouth. I didn't feel all that guilty, because well... it was gum. Anyway I fell asleep, and shortly after... I awoke to a glowing outside my window. A bright... red glow. It was around the fourth of July... so I shrugged it off, and tried to go back to sleep. The glowing didn't go away. I looked over at the clock beside my bed... and it was 1:30 AM. Cold, feverish chills crept up my spine slowly.
I sat up in bed, and there was a ringing in my ears, then piercing screams, begs and pleads for release from somewhere. Not long after the screams, I saw it. I'll never forget what it looked like. It looked like a big fucking cat, but it was on fire, and chained to it, were people that
Its voice was like the gurgling of a dying person, only stronger, authoritative and down right eerie just listening to it. It said:
I started sobbing, and all I could do was sob. All I was thinking was how much I was going to miss my mommy, and if she would be okay, how I couldn't go back to the store and pay for that gum, my friends, what would they do? So many things shot through my mind that I hadn't noticed this... flaming cat's expression go from blank to pure evil.
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The pure evil look reminded me of Satan (the one that was the really big ass cat) on, "All Dogs Go To Heaven." I can't remember which, but that's not the point... what the important part is, is when it spoke. When it did speak, all it said was:
I stared at it with wide eyes of a paralyzed, frightened child. It soon ebbed out of the room into nothingness. After that experience, we got rid of our kitten Missy and our older cat Jake. I couldn't stand looking at them, and
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