Black Cat STORY ! NICE STORY TO READ .

 

I do not expect you to believe this amazing story I am writing now. Maybe I can describe it as mad if I expect you to believe it. My mind tells me that it is hard to believe, but I would assure you that I am not crazy, nor am I dreaming. This heavy burden on my mind and the death of the conscience, I must disclose this story.

When I was a child, I was friendly, kind and gentle with everyone, and my love extended to the animals. My parents allowed me to take my beloved animals, which I spend most of my time with. I continued my love for the animals until I grew up and got married. My wife shared my interest in the animals we bought together, I used to call him "Pluto" so that my wife used to tease me with the old belief that black cats are nothing but cunning caterpillars.

I was feeding Pluto myself and was accompanying me everywhere, so I could not stop it if we were on the street. My relationship with this cat has been strong for many years, until changes in my personality made me so selfish that I was ten; I even cursed my poor wife for no reason and beat her violently, and my animals suffered from my bad treatment, except for Pluto, who did not get me any harm, Although my temperamental mood is so bad to him.

One night when I returned home, in a mood of displeasure, Pluto was very angry because he imagined that the cat was running away from me. I grabbed him by the hand, tried hard to get rid of my grip on him, and was afraid of the signs of retaliation; , And knowing that he did not intend to hurt me, but I completely lost control of my nerves, and decided to punish the innocent "Pluto", during the violent Hjani pulled out of the pockets of a small knife, and arrested "Pluto" of his throat and cut one of his eyes and thrown there.

When I woke up the next morning I remembered my horrible crimes against Pluto; I felt sorry and regret what I did, but this feeling did not last long. After a while, Pluto gradually regained his health, and there was a hole in the hollow of his abandoned eye. It seemed that he was not hurting him now. He was walking around the house and moving as he was before. But as soon as he heard my voice coming away, Because I know how much he loves me; even as he gets away from me, he makes me angry and angry. I can no longer tolerate this insult to my self caused by his deliberate abandonment of me, and this morning I grabbed the poor Pluto, tied him with a rope to his neck and then hung him on a large tree branch, Life.

When the night came, I grew up without feeling guilty of my heinous crime that morning. I did not wake up to wake up from my sleep. Then the neighbors shouted at me and pointed out that the house was burning and I managed to get out with my wife before we all had a fire. Home. I do not really know whether there is a connection between the heinous acts and the burning of my house in full! I noticed the crowd of people around the wall, and I heard them saying, "It's amazing," she said. Strange! I first wondered what they were looking at and talking about! I saw the picture of a large cat drawn on the wall and around the neck of a rope; the shape was quite clear, and then I was terrified, and it gave me a great jerk. I could not forget that amazing sight for several months; What I did to the right of "Pluto", and found in myself a vacuum and urgent need for the existence of "Pluto" and so I began to search for another cat is similar; may occupy that status intimate in myself.

When I was sitting in a restaurant one night, I saw a black cat. I looked at it. It was too big for Pluto and it almost matched it, except that Pluto was completely black, while the cat had a white spot. I got up from my place and approached him, he was very familiar when I touched him, and it turned out that he was comfortable to raise me on his body; which made me rest for him as well, and confirmed that this cat is looking for him to occupy the vacuum left by the loss of "Pluto" I asked the owner of the restaurant The cat could have been sold, and he replied that this cat had no cat, and had never seen this cat before. And I continued to follow up until I got home, and stayed with us, and after a short period became my wife's wife; but I soon felt a bit of aversion to my new cat that I discovered with one eye, I do not know. The truth is why I am disgusted with him, even though he loves me and approaches me; I tried to avoid seeing him as much as I could. I do not want to repeat what I did with Pluto, it makes me ashamed.

I sat down on the chair and came down under it, or jumped and sat in a stone, and if I walked followed me and sneak between my legs and climb my legs until I almost fall on the ground, and perhaps climb my clothes until he reaches My arm and then I have to hold it. I fear him, but he is terrorizing me, I do not know why, he is no more than a cat.

I became a very difficult person when my moods worsened in the recent period; my unfortunate wife bore me a lot of hurt and suffering. One day my wife and I went down to the basement, followed the cat and walked behind us. He wiped my feet and ran between my legs until I was about to fall in the descending stairs. I was carrying a mosquito in my hand. My anger got so high that I raised the ax to the head of this cat. My wife lifted her hand to prevent me from repeating That heinous crime, then Tash my right and my nerves broke! And without the slightest satisfaction