Expect THE Unexpected

Not an update!

Cats.

Well i wanna say that i love my cat. Actually I do love him more than my own mother,father, bestfriends and family.

I swear I do , I would do anything for his own good.

When people see millo they're always like "eww", " he looks like an alien" , "he's desgusting". Most of my family are scared of cats so they always say that and I have another cat that's totally beautiful compared to millo . But I don't really care about his looks , his personality is enough !! . He's just like us humaans he does feel lonely sometimes he gets depressed he likes things and dislike other things. And even if people would say I'm mad .. he's just like me. His character , personality , things he likes , dislike , ect. I swear on my mother's life . Before I found him . I used to think cats are disgusting but I found that they're the total opposite . The clean there selves more than we do. They care about each other ,when millo was younger he used to follow my other cat and act like him and sleep beside him he loved him and treated him like his mother. I used to wake up every morning finding him sleeping in the crooke of my neck or in my arms . He sometimes couldn't sleep without me being beside him. When he sees me crying he tries to cheer me up he pulls on my sleev and gets me to play with him. He actually hugs me he cares about me more than actual human beings do . Once , there were times were I used to sit alone in my room well lock myself . There was a time when i sat for about 2 monthes in my room I had no one to talk to my phone was getting fixes I had no way to communicate with anyone and I had issues with my friends and family. All I used to do was sleep , eat , read and play with Millo. He was there for me I was depressed but he cheered me up whenever I'm down I used to talk to him actually. Then we moved houses so we kept him in the garden with fences . So there was another cat form the street who used to climb the fence and well kick millo's sorry arse . He was all wounded . I felt pained yeaah like if he was apart of me . How cheesy is that? . When ever he gets hurt I felt like I was the one whose getting hurt. Having him since he was two weeks old is much I felt like a 14 years old mother . But a mother of a cat. I dislike dogs Im scared of them . But that didn't mean that I could insult them or hate them . Actully I liked them after I brought the cats I understood what they like and what they don't when they're hurt and when they're not when they're happy and when they're not. People say cats aren't loyal. But they are. The actually are than more humans. Millo used to scratch me well he plays like that and I understand that but people surrounding me don't . They say he's evil and whatsoever but he's not he's just a baby whose palying, a little kid who doesn't want to sit all by himself who calls me just to sit or play with him . My parents once said that we have to give him away and stuff i I kept crying for three hours swearing that if he's gonna go away I'm gonna go with him. And he didn't thank god. But yesterday when I came back home I couldn't find him I kept searching for him everywhere I didn't find him. I found out that he digged a hole and ran away. My heart shattered Into million peices. It hurted me more than my bestfriend betraying me ,more than a breakup more than every thing. He used to understand me and I used to understand him . I kept searching for him in every single corner and calling out his name. Then I saw him runnig towards our house but he didn't go inside instead he ran up further . I kept looking for him . Then i found him again he wad scared af . He was shaking. He didn't want to come back home with me ,my heart broke even more. Then I sort of dragged him back there. I kept crynig for almost four hours , I had a panic attack and I was scared that he'll never come back. But he did . Today he slept in my arms I sat with him for hours and didn't get bored . Having him sleeping in my arms his head on my cheast listening to his intake of breath . I love him . More than anything it pains me when people talk shit about him they doesn't know how much he means to me , they don't know how beautiful he is. They just keep pissing me off. All I want to say that don't judge by looks don't judge anyone or anything without knowing them or their story , they might be going through alot of shit. Maybe I'm talking about a stupid little cat but he means the world to me. I poured my heart in this shitty thing . I just wanted to let it out so yeaah.. sorry for the spelling and grammar mistakes and the lateupdates but I won't be updating for another while . Don't get me wrong I already wrote the chapter but I don't have time

to write it and maybe because of my lazy ass .so if u want to remove my story from ur librarys . Please don't .

Lots and lots of love.

-RN.