Get the disinfectant out and clean the wound.mature
Picking up the little white bottle, distraught at the thought that it happened again. Would you think that she doesn't love me? Dabbing the wound it occurs to me that my cats never, ever bit me. So is biting the sign that a cat hates you?
The purring at the bottom of my legs makes me smile; I put down the bloody piece of wool bud and ignore the burning wound as I pick up Merry which inevitably starts to lick my face. Smiling I press the cat closer to my chest.
Meow.
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Please, please add to this story if you have a good sense of humor, like cats, and usually "don't trust a lot of people" (hehehehe)Always talk to the reader.
Add situations in some of the chapters about how something might have happened to you or someone else you know.
Especially add to "trusting yourself".
Thank you so much! I feel the need to continue the story. But I also feel the need for time to work on my other story "The Illusionist" (Please check that out if you haven't, yet!).
-Cantelope (Can you believe that as a writer, I spelled my profile name wrong???????)
:) :) :)
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