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The Cat-Eyed Doll

No one knew it, but one day, I followed Cloud when he left again.

Cloud had just showed up to take a shower and grab some food. It had become a routine ever since he had left. Something had been different today, though. He had seemed more troubled than usual. So I decided that I should follow him, just incase he needed some help but was too stubborn to admit it. Tifa said men could be like that sometimes, especially Cloud. I only followed him because I knew he needed help.

But I never expected to find that.

When I got to the church, something told me that I should stay hidden. When I looked inside, I was glad I did.

Cloud was on the ground, grabbing his left arm like he wanted to pull it off. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. He kept repeating the same thing over and over: "You're not real. You're not real."

At first, I didn't know what he was talking about, but then I saw him. I didn't know who the man was, but it seemed like he was the one hurting Cloud. I didn't understand it.

The man kept saying the word "puppet". Was he talking about Cloud? Cloud couldn't be a puppet; he was a person, just like me. Puppets were made of cloth with strings attached or a place where you could put you hand. I knew Cloud didn't have any strings, I would have noticed if he did. And I didn't think there was a place in his body made for someone's hand.

The man turned away from me and I saw he had a wing. It was pretty, just like a bird's. I liked birds. But I didn't like this man. He was hurting Cloud. Why would he hurt Cloud? Had Cloud done something to him?

Cloud yelled out in pain and collapsed. I wanted to help him; I really did. But something told me I needed to stay hidden. The man hurting Cloud couldn't be able to see me. It would be bad, if he did.

I told myself Cloud could fight for himself; I had seen him fight before. He was really good. Why wasn't Cloud protecting himself? If the man was hurting him, shouldn't Cloud stop him? Maybe Cloud was just being stubborn, just like Tifa had said.

The man turned back to Cloud. He had a smile on his face. Why was he smiling? Pain wasn't something you smiled at. When someone was in pain, you were supposed to help them. Why wasn't this man helping Cloud?

Cloud started screaming and grabbing his head. It looked like he was trying to pull his hair out. I didn't know why Cloud's head hurt; no one had touched him. The man was across the room, and he hadn't moved.

When it got really quiet, I knew something was wrong. Cloud had relaxed, but it was like someone had told him to.

Then, Cloud opened his eyes. I'll never forget his eyes.

Cloud's eyes were usually a pretty blue. They always reminded me of the sky. Now, they were green, and they looked like cat eyes. I liked cats; they were so nice to me. But these eyes looked angry and scary. I didn't like them.

The man told Cloud to get up, and he did. Why was Cloud doing what the man wanted?

Cloud was scaring me now. Something was wrong with him. Why wasn't he fighting? The man was evil and Cloud was acting like they were friends.

Cloud suddenly turned to the door, his cat eyes looking right at me.

I ran after that. I ran all the way home. I didn't know I was crying until Tifa asked me what was wrong. I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't. What if Cloud hurt me? I knew Cloud wouldn't on his own, but he would if the man told him to. Cloud wasn't Cloud when that man was with him. It was like Cloud was the man's doll. I had never liked dolls.

I never told Tifa what I had seen. I wish I had, though. Maybe I could have helped stop everything that happened.

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