Once there was a beautiful cat with purple fur and large orange eyes. It was so soft and sleek and purple and smart and beautiful that everybody loved it for miles around.
I am that cat, and here is my story:
One day, my mother was eating mice when she decided to give birth to me. I was born. When I was born I was a white cat. I remember that day as if it were yesterday, playing with my sisters and brothers, eating mice, frolicking. Being white.
It was the last time I ever saw my mother. A hunter came, with a grey cloak on. He took her away.
"Mew mew mew," said my sister sadly.
"Meow mew meow meow," said my brother.
In the years to come, the grief in my heart turned my snowy coat into a grape coat. Of fur, of course.
By this time, my sibling level had risen to a hundred. A hundred and one cats. All of them were white except me.
I remember the woman as if she were yesterday. Her hair was the color of trees, and her lips and nose pointed out like the filthy fingernails of a giant. Also, one side of her hair was the color of mud. I knew she was evil the second I laid my orange big eyes on her. She was evil. I saw her look at all of us siblings as if we were pieces of meat. Of cat meat. She had a hungry look about her, like a drunken hyena, staggering here and there. The scent of nightmares was a perfume to her. Our master sold us all to her. Except for me. Our master loved me. I was purple. But then she stole me.
And as we rode in her getaway car she said "I am going to skin you" so I jumped out the window. I saw the large truck of my white siblings drive away, saying "help us!" I remember crying that day. It was the first time I'd ever cried. My name is Arissa, by the way.
Then a dog came up to me "hey, do you need help" it said, arfing.
"Yes" I meowed back. "my white siblings are going to be skinned"
"by the woman whose hair is like mud?" said the dog. we laughed. It was then that I realized I was falling in love. I'd never fallen in love before, but this time I was falling hard. We were married the following fall.
I watched our wedding limo drive away and I said to my husband the dog that I met "What is your name, anyway"
and the dog replied "Christ"
Then we urgently stampeded after the van of siblings. It's headed for the evil woman's house! How do we stop it? We will have to hijack it. So we did.
But as we were driving it back home, the police chased after us. They stopped us, put us in kennels, and gave the evil woman back her truck. I saw the outside of the kennels, it said "Loving Animals" but the inside read "You are going to be put to sleep, you hijackers"
I tore out of the kennel with all my might and tore Christ the Dog out too.
"Dog gone" he said (:LOL:) and we ran out of there. Dog really gone. Dog so gone it's invisible.
"THERE'S THE SIBLING TRUCK" Christ the Dog thought.
So Arissa ran up to the front and grabbed hold of the wheels and bit them until they broke and the truck tumbled down a hill and into the ocean. Arissa and Christ the Dog watched the truck sink to the very bottom of the sea. Even deeper than the Titanic.
We had finally won.
The End.
I am that cat, and here is my story:
One day, my mother was eating mice when she decided to give birth to me. I was born. When I was born I was a white cat. I remember that day as if it were yesterday, playing with my sisters and brothers, eating mice, frolicking. Being white.
It was the last time I ever saw my mother. A hunter came, with a grey cloak on. He took her away.
"Mew mew mew," said my sister sadly.
"Meow mew meow meow," said my brother.
In the years to come, the grief in my heart turned my snowy coat into a grape coat. Of fur, of course.
By this time, my sibling level had risen to a hundred. A hundred and one cats. All of them were white except me.
I remember the woman as if she were yesterday. Her hair was the color of trees, and her lips and nose pointed out like the filthy fingernails of a giant. Also, one side of her hair was the color of mud. I knew she was evil the second I laid my orange big eyes on her. She was evil. I saw her look at all of us siblings as if we were pieces of meat. Of cat meat. She had a hungry look about her, like a drunken hyena, staggering here and there. The scent of nightmares was a perfume to her. Our master sold us all to her. Except for me. Our master loved me. I was purple. But then she stole me.
And as we rode in her getaway car she said "I am going to skin you" so I jumped out the window. I saw the large truck of my white siblings drive away, saying "help us!" I remember crying that day. It was the first time I'd ever cried. My name is Arissa, by the way.
Then a dog came up to me "hey, do you need help" it said, arfing.
"Yes" I meowed back. "my white siblings are going to be skinned"
"by the woman whose hair is like mud?" said the dog. we laughed. It was then that I realized I was falling in love. I'd never fallen in love before, but this time I was falling hard. We were married the following fall.
I watched our wedding limo drive away and I said to my husband the dog that I met "What is your name, anyway"
and the dog replied "Christ"
Then we urgently stampeded after the van of siblings. It's headed for the evil woman's house! How do we stop it? We will have to hijack it. So we did.
But as we were driving it back home, the police chased after us. They stopped us, put us in kennels, and gave the evil woman back her truck. I saw the outside of the kennels, it said "Loving Animals" but the inside read "You are going to be put to sleep, you hijackers"
I tore out of the kennel with all my might and tore Christ the Dog out too.
"Dog gone" he said (:LOL:) and we ran out of there. Dog really gone. Dog so gone it's invisible.
"THERE'S THE SIBLING TRUCK" Christ the Dog thought.
So Arissa ran up to the front and grabbed hold of the wheels and bit them until they broke and the truck tumbled down a hill and into the ocean. Arissa and Christ the Dog watched the truck sink to the very bottom of the sea. Even deeper than the Titanic.
We had finally won.
The End.