The Cat

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Misssouri
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This story may seem a little bit weird, but bear With me! I have alway's been an animal lover, and felt like I knew how my pet's were feeling. When I was about 15 I had a cat named Calli who I really loved. I spent a lot of time with her because I had just moved to a diffrent state and didn't know anyone yet. She, however, was posined (We don't know who did it) and died. My step-dad felt so bad that when he found a stray cat that resembled her he brought it home for me. I was suprised to say the least because he was not a cat lover. It was weird but somehow from the moment I accepted the cat I knew their was something spooky about it. I even locked outside the house the first night I had. (Me the CAT LOVER). That night I awoke to a horrible meowing and rattling sound ouside my window. It scaerd me sensless, but I eventually went outside to investigate. The cat had somehow manged to locate my room and was hanging off my screen banging it back and forth letting out bone-chilling cat screams. I yanked it off my window and holding it I could feel it was evil. I brought it in the house and looked it outside of my room (I litteraly locked my door). The next morning when I woke up the cat was curled up on top of my dresser staring at me. Things went on like this for some time...every time I locked the cat out a night it would hang of my screen and howl, and then I would bring it in and lock it out of my room and it would be there in the morning when I woke up. Then one night things got worst my parents were out of town so only my little brother and I were left home. So I kicked the cat outside and went to bed. I woke up around one in the morning knowing I had to get out of my room right away as I steepd out into the hallway my screen began rattiling so hard it was shacking the wooden frame I ran into my brothers room and all of a sudden his screen began to shake and rattle to I ran into the garage and the screen began to shake to. I should tell you it was as if someone was trying to rip the screen out of the window. I prayed to god for help and to send away the cat. Suddenly the shacking stopped. I went outside and the screen's had been ripped out of the window's in the garage, my room and my brother's room. The cat was gone though and never showed up again. I don't belive that whatever I had was actually a cat. It was pure evil. I have sense moved out with my boyfriend into a diffrent apartment. Last night while we were laying in bed I thought I heard my cat's fighting I got up to yell at them. and found that they were just sitting at the slidding glass window staring out I turned on the light and there were muddy paw prints on my screen and a whole the size of a base-ball had been ripped in it. I didn't see anyother cat's around but it scare's me I don't know how any normal cat could have ripped a whole that size in the time it took me to get from bed to that door. Any advice question's comments email me at Nahner 123@msn.com!