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This is a fanfiction by [[User:Leopardfire01|<span style="font-family:Neuropol;font-size:20px;color:gold;">Leopardfire </span>]][[User talk:Leopardfire01|<sup style="font-family:BambooBrisk;color:purple;font-size:15px;">Your gonna hear me R O A R</sup>]] 02:18, January 20, 2014 (UTC) |
This is a fanfiction by [[User:Leopardfire01|<span style="font-family:Neuropol;font-size:20px;color:gold;">Leopardfire </span>]][[User talk:Leopardfire01|<sup style="font-family:BambooBrisk;color:purple;font-size:15px;">Your gonna hear me R O A R</sup>]] 02:18, January 20, 2014 (UTC) |
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− | '''This is a true story about a cat I have seen around my neighborhood, I'm not sure if he has a home or not, I don't think he does, but if he does they don't take care of him very well. He occasionally comes through my backyard and when I see him walking in my neighborhood I pet him, and he seems very friendly. I have considered taking him home with me but, all of my family except for me are allergic to cats. I have taken to calling this orange long haired tom, Charlie. It will be from his point of view, of how I invision he lives like.''' |
+ | '''This is a true story about a cat I have seen around my neighborhood, I'm not sure if he has a home or not, I don't think he does, but if he does they don't take care of him very well. He occasionally comes through my backyard and when I see him walking in my neighborhood I pet him, and he seems very friendly. I have considered taking him home with me but, all of my family except for me are allergic to cats. I have taken to calling this orange long haired tom, Charlie. It will be from his point of view, of how I invision he lives like.''' |
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+ | My belly growled with hunger as I wondered through my Twolegs, den. I walked up to the biggest twoleg who was sitting on the couch and looking at something on a glowing object, and started meowing hoping that he would give me food. He looked down at me and said "What do you want?" I just stared at him. "Come on, cat what do you want!" I started to back up for I could sense the anger in his voice. He picked up a piece of paper, and chased me trying to swat me with it, until he caught up to me and struck me across the face with the paper. I staggered backwards and he hit me again, and again, and again, until I fell to the ground. Then he picked me up and carried me to the door, he opened it then threw me outside, into the poring rain. I lay there cold, wet.... and still very hungry. |
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Revision as of 03:30, 26 January 2014
This is a fanfiction by Leopardfire Your gonna hear me R O A R 02:18, January 20, 2014 (UTC)
This is a true story about a cat I have seen around my neighborhood, I'm not sure if he has a home or not, I don't think he does, but if he does they don't take care of him very well. He occasionally comes through my backyard and when I see him walking in my neighborhood I pet him, and he seems very friendly. I have considered taking him home with me but, all of my family except for me are allergic to cats. I have taken to calling this orange long haired tom, Charlie. It will be from his point of view, of how I invision he lives like.
My belly growled with hunger as I wondered through my Twolegs, den. I walked up to the biggest twoleg who was sitting on the couch and looking at something on a glowing object, and started meowing hoping that he would give me food. He looked down at me and said "What do you want?" I just stared at him. "Come on, cat what do you want!" I started to back up for I could sense the anger in his voice. He picked up a piece of paper, and chased me trying to swat me with it, until he caught up to me and struck me across the face with the paper. I staggered backwards and he hit me again, and again, and again, until I fell to the ground. Then he picked me up and carried me to the door, he opened it then threw me outside, into the poring rain. I lay there cold, wet.... and still very hungry.
(TO BE CONTINUED)