The Smiling Cat: Difference between revisions

I was really shaken up about this. How had that cat gotten inside my bedroom, let alone my house? I didn't want to think about it. I got some lunch from a fast-food restaurant and went home to take a nap. I was exhausted, and it was only 12:30. I guess I slept all through the day, but I wish I had slept longer. I woke up on my own, and was immediately compelled to look to my window and saw what has scarred me for the rest of my life. It was that cat, with all his damaged body, smiling larger than ever before, and staring right at me. His eyes were pitch black, as if his pupils had enlarged to his entire eye. He looked at me and he started to dance... His broken limbs flailing about in an unnatural manner, his left leg was still bent the wrong way, and his ear was still torn. I screamed and ran for my life, got in my car, and drove as far away from that city as possible. I'm now trying to start a new life in a new state, and I will be damned if I ever interact with any wild animals ever again.

 

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