Hi I wrote this story in language arts because I was bored, In comments plz give it a 1-10 (1 real bad, 10 professional) The Cat by:TDA I awoke on a dreary midnight drenched with blood and the equally drenched snow next to me is red. I attempt to stand up but I fail miraculously, for my weakness is tremendous. I scan the area but everything is a blur and my eyelids grow weary but I make out one thing… a cat. I awake again but this time it’s darker but I do not feel as drenched as before, I try moving but I’m in a secluded container. A box? Wait I know this shape I’m in a coffin! I try opening the top but the mass of the ground above me is too great. I feel horrified but before I give hope up all together I hear a noise. It is a purr of some sort, wait i’ve got it a cat! Could this be the same cat that I glanced at before passing out in the snow? Before I can consider this I hear one last purr and I black out. I awake once yet again but this time is different than the others I can see clearly now and I see I’m strapped onto an experiment table and on top of me I see the cat! I stare at the cat and it stares at me, I look up and my eyes behold many jars that are full of a strange red liquid. I look back to normal eye level again and notice the cat is on a control table. The cat knocks it’s head to the right and my eyes follow, I notice a large pendulum hanging over their and realize too late that those jars hanging from the ceiling are full of blood! The cat releases the pendulum and… I awake in my apartment on the floor. I’m breathing heavy and I’m drenched with sweat. I use every ounce of strength to pick my hyperventilating body off the floor and into a chair. It takes me ten minutes just to catch my breath, it took thirty more until I decided to stand up. I repeat to myself over and over “it was just a dream” when it is really hard to believe that something so realistic could really have only been optical illusion. Finally I decided to get dressed and take a stroll in the park. I started my walk to the park and muttered to myself “I’m not mad, I’m not mad” when I can’t see myself being 100% sain either. I enter the park and my blood runs cold as I spot the death black cat. I scream at the top of my lungs in front of everyone “Fiend! Thing of tortures of demonic proportions! I will smite thou beast and scatter it’s damned soul into oblivion!” I sprinted as fast as any man can spring and grabbed the demonic creature, I then beat it too death with my bare fists hearing it suffer, I was laughing as a mad man would and dropped the cat to the ground but only then I realized it wasn’t a cat but a girl. I am now in bars still laughing over my successful exorcism, I finally killed the evil beast that tortured me for what feels like a millenium knowing that the evil girl will bother me no more.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 22:04:24 +0000
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