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Re: CATS CATS OH SO MANY CATS

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22 Aug 2011 09:37 PM
Story time that has NOTHING to do with cats!




It was 12:00 AM, and I was still awake. I had tip toed past my parents’ bed to watch a new show my friend told me about. It was going to come on at one in the morning, so I still had time. There was a soft rain outside, the soft pitter-patter of the rain hitting the room echoed through the house. I stretched on the couch, and noticed how dark and lonely it felt, sitting here all alone in the dark. I turned on a tiny light, because of the paranoid freak I was. I was always scared that something would come out and attack me in the dark. I was determined to watch the new show, It was something funny and inappropriate, and at my school, if you didn’t watch it, you were a no body.
I can’t remember how many times I would walk through the hallways, listening to my classmates whisper about the latest show. Knowing how protective my parents were, they would NEVER let me watch a show like this. A long shadow quickly moves across the room. I have a brief panic attack, but then realize that it was just the curtain on the window blowing in the wind. “There’s nothing to be afraid of…” I tell myself. I lived in a solid house with a secure security system. It was just my mind acting paranoid again. I reach over to get a blanket to rap myself around. It’s a deep purple, and is soft and warm. It’s now 12:07, and the minutes seem to go by for hours. I can hardly keep my eyes open.
Suddenly, I hear a loud noise, like a mix of a bang and a roar. Startled, I run upstairs into my bed. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…” I think to myself. I hear another loud bang. My heart is jumping hard in my chest, like the loud drums I sometimes play. I couldn’t wake up my parents, they would know I was trying to watch the show, and I would get grounded for sure! And what are the chances they would believe me? Maybe I’m making this entire thing up, or I’m dreaming or-
I am suddenly shocked to see a tall creature standing outside my door. It is very tall, and has long sleek arms. It looks like a big shadow, but it seems darker then dark if possible. It quickly runs over to my bed, and I swear I feel it breathing on me. I try to move, but I can’t! I try to scream, but my brain will not move my jaw! I can only move my eyes, and look at the dreaded creature standing before me. It is right on top of me now, I can feel it. Suddenly, I have this very strange sensation, as though “It had sucked my soul out of my body” and that is the only way I can describe it, like a strong gust of wind had pushed me, even though I couldn’t move.
Everything was pitch black, And I felt sharp claws rake my back. I feel warm liquid down my back and the sharp pain in my shoulder area is almost too much. Suddenly, I can see and move again. I am in my room, and my shoulder still hurts, but less than before. I check it in the mirror and only see fine white lines. I take off my shirts and see I am covered in the fine white lines. I feel very drained. Days have passed since this has happened, and each day seems worse than the last. I can’t remember the last time I was happy. I will end this soon; there is no reason to live anymore…


It’s been too long. Life is terrible; I can’t bear to live it any longer. The white scars on my back have gotten bigger, and as they grow my lust for life grows too. I’ve stopped talking to anyone at school. My grades have plummeted; I never pay attention in class. I used to be an A student. Used to. Why try? After middle school, there’s high school, then college, then you work for the rest of your life. All that work for nothing. Why try? My parents first were angry, then sad, and they don’t know what to do now. I don’t care about them. I never did. I feel angry at them, for forcing me into this world.
I stopped playing drums. I stopped doing anything. I only lay in my room, and stare at the ceiling. At school kids call me weird and anti social. I don’t talk, I don’t care. I never care about anything anymore. Why care? Too much work. It’s too much work to talk, to think, to eat. I think I’ll just stop, or end this. Whatever comes first. Last night the creature reappeared. I was laying in my bed, starring at the ceiling, when the shadow thing came again. It bent over me. I couldn’t see a face. It had no face, it was just a dark, sleek form with long hands, long legs, and a long body.
It came again, this time it scratched my right leg. I didn’t care. I didn’t even check it again. Why should it? There’s no point. I lay still as the sharp pain returns, but this time it is dulled by my great indifference. I hardly move anymore. I refuse to get up from my bed. I just sit there. The white scars have me covered. The creature kept returning again and again. Its just the same, every single day, starring at the ceiling. Waiting for this to end. Until it happened…


I’ve been sitting in this bed. They moved me a long time ago. Long before when a part of me may of still cared. I can’t help but blank out. The doctors are baffled; they say it’s a brain tumor, a mental disease, cancer, and other things. They call out random diagnoses, Autism, Low blood sugar, low confidence. I don’t hear them. I stare at the ceiling in my trances, unaware of the life I was living. The white scars had almost completely covered me. My face was the only thing of its original color; it was still the peach color that shows I was healthy. I don’t think I could move even if I wanted to. If I ever wanted to. When the white scars reached my eyes, I didn’t see anymore. When they reached my ears, I didn’t hear. By the time it was at my nose, I didn’t smell. And finally when it touched my mouth, I didn’t breath.
“HES NOT BREATHING!” A nurse shouts, they rush over to my body. I feel detached, I see very faintly, like black and white, watching without emotion. Everything looks like it’s in a fog. “QUICK! TURN ON THE RESPERATOR!” The hum of the machine starts as My body beguines to breath. My sight gets even foggier. “Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep” Sounds the annoying machine that monitors my brain activity. “He’s- He’s- …Gone...” A doctor says. My vision is very foggy. I can hardly see, hardly hear, and hardly understand anything that was going on.
I stare at my body, it was white as a ghost. My eyes had no pupils. Just a sea of blankness. I walked, sluggishly, threw the fog. I couldn’t see where I was going. I just walked. Kept going, not knowing where I was. It was like a dream, I couldn’t hear, see, or feel. Walking, until I see the silhouette of a house. I walk more. I am now going up a hallway. I shout out, I can’t see well, I ask for help. I can’t hear myself. I try again, but I can’t hear what I say. I wasn’t sacred. Just… Unfeeling. And cold. So very cold. I walk over, and see something warm, something that stands out clear in the fog. I run over to it, and there, all cuddled up, is a boy…


He is under the covers. He isn’t moving, I don’t know why. I come and lean over him. He’s warm, and cozy. I move my hands in to suck up the warmth. His eyes roll behind his head. Hes afraid, I can tell. I would stop, but he’s so warm… And soft… I move my fingers over his soft warm skin, leaving behind a pale white were ever I touched. A blue liquid comes from the white pale skin. It’s warm, and soft. It is his emotion it’s self. I gather it. I can feel, I can think, I can … Live. And I want more.
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ThatOldUsername is not online. ThatOldUsername
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22 Aug 2011 09:38 PM
Sir,


THERE WERE NO CATS
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ThatOldUsername is not online. ThatOldUsername
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22 Aug 2011 09:40 PM
THEY NEVER SUSPECT THE CATS
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BL00XER is not online. BL00XER
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22 Aug 2011 09:45 PM
WITH THE LEMONS
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ThatOldUsername is not online. ThatOldUsername
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22 Aug 2011 09:46 PM
THEY NEVER SUSPECT THE LEMON CATS
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BL00XER is not online. BL00XER
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22 Aug 2011 09:46 PM
NO, COMBUSTIBLE LEMON CATS
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22 Aug 2011 09:47 PM
got milk?
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ThatOldUsername is not online. ThatOldUsername
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22 Aug 2011 09:51 PM
AND WE SHALL BURN THEIR HOUSE DOWN... WITH THE LEMON CATS
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