How I, Primrose, Came To Be

The Begining

What were you expecting? A title called 'The End'? :P

Anyways.... I grew up normally. I was a normal child with a normal life. 

I didn't see the significance of that word, 'normal', back then. I took it for granted. But, looking at myself now, I wish I could use it to describe myself again. 

So, as a child, I wasn't a little devil like most, but, then again, I wasn't a perfect little angel either. I was still loved by everyone, though. I had plenty of friends and a family who loved me. I was happy.

At 15, things started changing. I noticed I was getting shorter, and my nails were growing too fast and too long. Then came the whiskers and the oval-shaped pupils. Finally came the ears and tail. I was becoming a cat! 

My friends started avoiding me. People started staring and laughing  at me and giving me disgustedly horrified looks when I walked by. After a few months, my family turned away too. The ones I loved rejected me! Everyone I trusted left me and despised me. I had no one. I was alone. Was I really that horrid that no one wanted to be around me?!

Not long after, I couldn't take it any more. I got what I needed and ran away. I took to the streets. I survived by stealing food and other necessities from those who would never know the difference. I was alone in seclusion for a long time, with no one to tell my troubles to, no one to comfort me, and no one to care.