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Aug 27, 2026 04:30PM
They tried to make me hard and yet I am still soft. I even tried to make myself more resilient and refusing to acknowledge that I’m still half born barely formed fully. Even as I spat hatred and told them that I hoped nothing but the worst on them. I never meant it. I just needed my own space to calibrate. I could never get comfortable. I was still just a small kitten full of parasites and worms from rotted food and scraps thrown out by giants who swat me away but lets me stay just out of sight. No longer would I respond to their taunts or their threats towards my life. I would play with the other animals and briefly forget that I am sick. However the other animals are not kittens like me. They have wings or are loud and constantly barking in my ears. I hiss and scratch at them hoping for them to acknowledge that they are too loud or too close to me but eventually the other animals have started to leave me completely alone. They no longer come to me as I meow and I try to curl up next to them but they immediately leave the area as though I have attacked them. I sit by myself by the ditch looking into the water my nose twitching. I am getting ill my stomach painfully extended and sickness comes out of my nose and eyes. The giants have stopped coming. They no longer give me scraps even though I still see them coming in and out of their den they walk by me indifferently. A new animal has come to the area. Long floppy ears and soft eyes. I hiss at them and puff up refusing to let them get close. The others warn them that I am rude. Aggressive even. They persist. I reluctantly accept their presence in my life. Every day they sit next to me at the ditch but we do not talk and we do not play. I’ve gotten too sick. It has taken over my body. I lay down in the sun chest heaving as I know it is soon. I never got to be a cat. I will always be a kitten. I rotted far too early. No one mourns rotted kittens. They come up to me putting their head on my bloated stomach and for the first time I hear their voice. I close my eyes.
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@My Pressy I’m glad you like it!!! You know I haven’t been having the best day and I was lowkirk taking a shit when this came to me I was like “let me write this down!!!”




