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This is a story about a cat trying to find out who she is in this strange world, she toys with her reality, and being the clumsy cat she is, the story ends with that reality shattering. The cat leading you through this story represents me. Everything she does, I would do in her reaction. All the characters in this story represent either real emotions or people in my life.
*BY NO MEANS IS ANYONE ALLOWED TO COPY, STEAL, HEAVILY REFERENCE FROM, OR RECREATE MY CHARACTERS, STORY, OR ILLUSTRATIONS IN ANY FORM, YOU WILL BE PUNISHED IF YOU DO SO*
Thank you, I hope you enjoy the story!
Oh ya also I'm gonna try and post one part everyday, if I have internet (I won't over the summer)
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