I shouldn't of done it, but I was mad. Stupid cat.
Here's what happened, ok:
I caught her sleeping on the back of the sofa and I got an idea. I tiptoed round so so quiet. That's hard you know. And I lay down, real careful, so she wouldn't wake up. I shutted my eyes tight, and I tried to go to sleep. But it wouldn't and it wouldn't and it wouldn't.
And then Mum came in, and she goes, "Hannah!!!! Why have you got your SHOES on!!!! On the sofa!!!! Oh! and I just had it cleaned as well!!!!" and stuff like that.
Well, that made Tilly wake up and run away, like always, and I got mad, and then I cried. Mum went, "oh oh what's wrong" but I couldn't say. I didn't know how. I said, "I losted my cat," and she laughed and said, oh don't be silly, Hannah, she's only run into the kitchen".
But I don't mean the waked up cat. I mean the sleeping cat. The dreaming cat. That's the real Tilly, I think. I like her better when we are in the dream, anyway. She's calm and nice, not stupid and scared all the time.
After mum went to get more washing or chop up a carrot or whatever, I found waked-up-Tilly. I picked her up, a bit rough ok, and I lifted her right up, so she was by my face. I looked right into her eyes, and tried to make her tell me, "Where did you go?"
Stupid cat didn't answer me. She never did. Not when we were awake anyway.
I opened the door real quiet and dropped her outside it. "GO then, if you like going. GO." There were all these cars whizzing past, and she stood there, sort of crouching, looking froze. I shut the door hard. Then I was running, and then I was on my pillow and crying a bit, and squashing my face into it.
Mum was so cross when she found out what I'd done. She looked and looked but Tilly was gone. I looked too, in the Dream. But she never came back like she said she would.
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Word count: (excluding author's note): 366
Submitted on: 25th May at 22.28
*Quick Author's Note*
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The story behind the story: This carries on from this series of stories:
5. How Much Cake is one Soul Worth?
9. Of Bone-crushing Hugs and Healing Purrs
13. My Magic Cat
14. Foggy Half Real Hell Scape
15. Lose-lose
Yes, I know it's "shouldn't have" not "shouldn't of". Consider it the character's voice 😁
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