She started off as a broken little angel, then that angel was betraded by her best friend, Jade West, she ended up in a coma for six years. She then became an demon. She got revenge by getting rid of Jade and her friends, then her other best friend,
Robbie, betraded her by ending her life by drowning her. Cat's soul is now in a doll she loved since she was little, it's now for sale and a little girl Samantha loves the doll and wants it for her birthday.

And this is where are story begins...

Samantha (Sam) Smith walked past the doll for several months, in the same spot she always saw it. She always smiled at it and said in her head "you will be mine, and it will be me and you against the world!" For Samantha's 11th birthday she finally got the doll along with a doll house to go along with it. She smiled and screamed in joy and the doll whispered to her...

"Cat is my name..."

So, the little girl agreed and named her Cat, short for Cathrina.

"I'm innocent! I swear!" Once again, Robbie Shapiro was thrown in a white room with a straight jacket. His vision was blurry from drugs they gave him to sleep and they took away his glasses. He started to cry like he always did and sighed sadly. In a few months he would be let out but then again they always said that. He would get his hopes up and think of the green grass in his toes again, going to a store with real food and loose clothing like he had but then that day never came and he waited and counted, wondering where he can be normal again. He sighs and looks down, he has 'calmed down' since then, he was now 22 years old but looked 50 and apparently to his doctor acted 6.

A few days later he woke up to a man standing in front of him, he looked at him trying to see since the hall light was on.

"Shapiro, pack your bags..." He thought he was going back to jail since he was going back and forth. Robbie sat in the back of the police car, cuffs on his wrists, he sighs and looks out the window. One cop smiled to himself when they passed the jail, Robbie looked back at it confussed and then back at them. He was taught not to speak back no matter what, so he doesn't talk much, just shrugs. They stopped at an old big house, Robbie looked up and almost died right there. It was the house he and Jade lived in with his parents... the same house Cat died in which he caused. He was happy but scared at the same time, he stepped out.

"We we're waiting for the right time, Shapiro. We will check on you twice a week..."

"You... you guys still don't believe me?" He said, exspecking a punch like always but nothing came.

"No... but then again you have this look in your eye that your innocent.."

"Because I am..." Robbie said silently to himself and they gave him his bags. He stepped into the house and his mother greeted him, his dad in the background with a discusted face. Who wouldn't? Killing his own best friends and his parents didn't know until they heard Cat's screams and by the time they came up the stairs she was gone. He would be to. He smiled at him mom, his mom had a look of terror but yet sadness and hope, he looked down and went up stairs. The hall was emty like it was when Cat passed. If you listened closley you could still hear her screams and her ripping Robbie's sleeves trying to get up and his cries. He turned his head to the right and saw the bathroom along with his room, Jade's room next to his. He opened Jade's room, still left the same how it was, dust on her dresser, bed and everywhere else, figured. He opened his room, it was the same, the closet door left open, you could still see Cat's feet marks on the blanket she was sitting on while they we're hiding. He took a deep breathe and looked into the bathroom... things we're rearanged but hardly. He could feel Cat's eyes on his back with hate and anger, he turned around, nothing just a table with a plant which was dead like it always was. Like she was...

Like she is now...