A Glimpse of Hope

As she lifted the quilt her face went pale, her stomach sank just as low as her respect for her so-called brother. Fur... fur and blood oozing into the cracks of the wooden oak floor.

Blood and ripped fur of her beloved cat Grace, what terrified this 15 year old girl more was the position of the cat. A rope was tied so tightly around her neck the eyes had popped out of their sockets, left with a small piece of paper written with the cat's blood. "Maybe you should learn from little Gacy." the note wrote. Her gaze grew cold. She carefully took the noose off and picked up the carcass holding it close to her chest for she did not care of her clothes getting dirty. She sniffled and she touched the cat's nose with her own. Her knees dropped to the floor. Oh how she prayed this was all just a dream. She wept and wept till the wee hours of the next morning, not placing her dear cat down the whole time, which made her muscles cramp. How could she forgive that monster now?

No. A monster is to NEVER be forgiven.

Her mind flooded with vengeance, yet was she to know the consequences of her actions?.. She didn't care for the consequences, for her mind was made up. She took a box and laid her cat's favorite blanket inside, along with other things the cta found joy in.

The girl carefully placed her cat's body inside the box, placing a kiss on the cat's cheek. She quietly sealed the box shut.. (since it was 1-2 in the morning) She picked it up gently and carried it outside. It was cold, freezing even. Her fingertips and feet turned numb to the cold wet rain. She walked through her muddy backyard and placed an umbrella over the cardboard box. The girl took up a shovel she found in the garage and began to dig, once the whole was deep enough she placed the box inside, burying the cat in the cold wet mud.

She looked down at the pile she placed over her beloved cat, "I am so sorry.. I couldn't protect you in time.
Please forgive me... may one day I forgive myself." She stood from her squatting position and gave a moment of silence. "This is the final straw" She whispered, her blood boiled her 'brother' had always tortured her. She was not going to let this happen any longer. Turning her head towards the house, she