Barbra

(your dead)

*she falls down and lies there motionless*

(i kill you)

What are you gonna do cry to your mommy? Oh wait you don’t have a mom

*she feels like you just stabbed her in the heart and she feels so much pain she curls up even tighter and she just sobs and she is shaking and she can't stop crying*

Oh no please don’t tell your daddy! Oh wait you don’t have one of those either

*she pokes her head out and hisses and scratches at the air trying to reach you with her soft sharp claws she is very angry her ears point down her fur goes up you can see shes scared and frightened she doesn’t know what’s happening*

*I grab the box*

*she hisses and scratches at the box trying to get out she bites the box as well*

*I keep walking*

*she meows one last time and then she curls up in a ball and just sits there waiting for someone to come and take care of her*

*I notice her and pick her up*