Patterpaw- a brown and white tom with blue eyes
As Patterpaw walked towards the house, he thought of what he was about to do. He thought of who would miss him, and again realized that no one would be missing him. He thought of the act he was about to do and thought that it was a way to get away from the torture of bullying and abusing.
-Flashback-
Patterpaw sits at a riverbank. His brothers and sisters come over and start to tease and bite him. He yowls angrily, but being young has no fighting skills. His older sibling swat at him and scratch the already open wounds from previous attacks.
"Why do you hurt me?" Patterpaw yowled.
"Because you are born different, with extra toes, and we must make it so that you no longer embarrass us," said the oldest brother.
Patterpaw then noticed the elders watching him, doing nothing to stop his siblings from torturing him and silently edging them on.
Patterpaw jumped into the river and let it carry him downstream. He flowed down and landed on a faraway river bank and saw a house in the distance.
-End of flashback-
Patterpaw had seen this house in the distance from a tall hill near his family, if you could call them that. He had noticed that the family had a dog, but as luck would have it, the family was out of the house and so was the dog.
He went through the dog door in the front of the door, and pattered to the kitchen and looked at the drawers.
The one with the knives was ajar.
"Well, there's no going back now."
Patterpaw had thought about going to the other clans, but they rejected him too.
His family hadn't done anything about the bullying…
His siblings had injured him…
This was what Patterpaw needed to do…
He jumped up onto the counter, pushed open the drawer with the knives, and grasped one with his teeth.
He then shook it back and forth and then tossed it up in the air, and as it was coming down,
dove under it,
and letting it pierce his brain.
He smiled through the pain, knowing that he would be free of pain and go to Starclan,
Where he would never be bullied again.