Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Rest Awhile

Hello. If you're reading this, someone MUST know I'm gone. I can’t say where. It would put whoever’s reading this in danger.

It started on a pretty average day. You see, I like researching things like magic and I don’t really fit in at school. One day, I found a spell; it said “spell to turn into a cat.” I really wanted to try it. Cats are my favorite animals and I wouldn’t have to be around stupid people and be a misfit anymore!

I gathered all the materials I needed, even the obscure items like cat tails cooked and broiled for ten days. It was more fun gathering these things, knowing I was getting closer and closer to my dreams! Finally, I got all of the ingredients. I did the spell and nothing happened, at first. Disappointed, I went to bed.

When I awoke, I felt different. I was really sore. And warm. I tried to swing my feet over the bed but found I wasn’t anywhere near the edge. I was flat in the middle curled up. I then stood on my new found paws and looked around. I was very small and I felt this new energy swell through me. I loved it! I laughed but it came out as a mew, soft and cute. I spent hours just playing on my bed, chasing my tail, cleaning my white fur. Then I decided to explore as a little kitten. I could smell my dogs downstairs and fear swelled through me. Oh god they could smell me.

I quickly ran down the stairs, padding on my soft feet. I couldn’t outrun the dogs; they beat me and tore at my fresh, soft skin. Gruesome, huh?

I need someone to carry on my legend, though. You see, I had a prophecy to carry out when I turned into a cat. HE told me. Who is he? Well, I guess you’ll figure that out yourself. Isn’t it getting warmer in here? And is that your body tingling? You don’t look so good, my dear. Maybe a nap would help. In the middle of the bed, curled up.. I hexed this paper so whoever finds it here would become like me. A cat. It’s too late to stop. I can smell your fear now. Hot like sweat and blood. You’re getting sleepy now. And one question looms on your mind. Who is he you may ask?

Well, maybe you should rest awhile and find out.


  1. Um, that made no sense at all.

  2. it makes perfect sense if your a cat.

  3. Everybody wants to be a cat
    Cause a cat's the only cat
    Who knoooows where it's at.

  4. Heh, the Aristocats was one of my favorite movies when I was little.

  5. who are you kitten ur self? (see what I did there?) that was stupid.


  7. ^^^ Perhaps this answers the age old question of who was phone.

    1. so HE was phone all along?!?

  8. This makes no sense, I just cast a spell and myself to turn me into a cat and miaow mioaw miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow

  9. this makes no sense cause if your a cat then how the hell are you typing

  10. Typing makes at least a little more sense... I mean sure they got ripped up apparently- but besides that, they could place their pas carefully on the keyboard... it would take time but considering they were once human they could do it... BUT,
    "I hexed this paper so whoever finds it here would become like me." you used a pencil/pen as a cat
    this i cant explain

  11. I Just talked to the author, turns out they didn't write this, their niece was sick and delirious with strep and in the middle of the night got up and wrote this story, she's six so it looked bat shit crazy, when the author woke up, the piece of paper with this story on it was written (not in her handwriting) in big bold red letters.. :/

  12. To people who say this makes no sense, look at it like this:

    This HE, whoever he is, placed a spell on the girl. As soon as she fell asleep, she transformed into a cat. But, now that she had her dreams realized, she owed him something: servitude. How is this servitude performed? She wrote this story (using her little kitty paws; just because she's a cat doesn't mean she can't type) and hexed this message, like she said in the story. As soon as YOU fall asleep, you will be in his servitude too


    I don't plan on sleeping anymore

  13. Meh.

    "Forward this to ten people in ten minutes, or Mary will be scratching at your window tonight..."

  14. To the questions of how a cat wrote the message on paper: it could still have been typed on a computer and then printed. Hell, my cat's operated my printer by accident before...

  15. this was almosta suicide im kindda feel happy that fucker died
    who the fucks turns himself into a cat wen he have dogs in the house?
    fuck me but that guy deserved it

  16. huh getting a call on my phone.... hello?
    oh... god...
    -drops phone-
    -meow mix song plays-

  17. Whoa…anyone else feel *yawn* tired…

  18. i wanna be a cat o3o they'ed call me neko-chan :DD