panic-stricken goals.

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abusive owners. as i, the hopeless cat, sits in the yard, awaiting the owners arrival. the owners pull up in the driveway as my tail enthusiastically wags. one of owners walk past me and doesnt even notice me. the other one notices me and gives me an annoyed look. 


"never leaves us alone."


"dont even mind it, hun. you only need to keep it alive so Lila is happy." Lila is the owners daughter, shes 5 years old. the husband stares in hatred as my tail slowly goes between my forelegs, as i start walking backwards due to fear. the husband wont hesitate to kick me, even if i didnt even do anything. i ran into the house, hiding in Lila's room.  he groans. 


"we need to get rid of that runt."

"now now, what did i tell you."

"right,....,.,..,"

i, the cat, waits until Lila gets inside.  i got slightly excited until, a big dog comes into the room. "thank you mommy! thank you daddy!" goddamn it. i knew i was gonna be over ruled by someone. the father of Lila picks me up, and throws me back outside, but this time, he wraps his chain around my tail, so i cant leave. so he cant be charges of animal abuse.

"finally, he's gone. FINALLY SOME TASTE OF NO MORE CAT SHIT. hah." the man walks back into his house, petting his new pet, a collie named leroy, from what i had heard.


i quickly start trying to run off, the chain getting tighter. the chain got tight to the pointit got into my skin, and it started bleeding, but that wont stop this cat. i kept on going until dawn. once dawn hit, i gave up. i layed down, hissing at the pain. "fucking fuck. FUCKING FUCK. I HATE THIS. I HATE YOU. I HATE EVERYTHING OH MY GOD." i screamed in pain. not to mention, some kids threw shit at me while i was waiting for my owners, so thats one more bleeding spot for me. at this point, i was just laying there in fear. this cat, all white fur, with brown fur as well. she saw me laying there, she rushed over and she was so confused and terrified. 

"dead cat??..." she whispered.

"no im not dead." the pearl looking cat jumped. she got startled, i think. 

"your- the chain- the blood-" she looked terrified.

"im fine." i got up and tried to get out of the chain. 

"nono, let me help you with that," she tried to get the chain off, and surprisingly, she did, by,,,,,.. biting it? damn, she got sharp teeth. 

"how... how did you do that-" i exclaim.

"i sharpen my claws and sharpen my teeth, or try to, often. OH! hi- im cora-" cora awkardly smiled. 

huh. well then. i get up and quickly run away, as i didnt want to be in contact with any cat, animal.... pet... just anything. i was too afraid. 



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