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Sweet home alabama cat

I had a kitten. I named her Ruby and

she has been in my life since 2005. She

was an orange tabby. And she was the most

loving thing in the world, she never hurt

anyone. Until today. I was playing with

her in my room and she wanted to go out.

I went to get her, and when I returned

with her, she just went nuts. She

scratched me, licked me and just clawed

me. And if I went to move her away

she'd bite me and claw at my face. It

was hell. She finally bit me on the

inside of my wrist, I took a photo and

just went to work. I had to have her

put down. I couldn't handle that

part.

I have decided to move on. There are

things I can't deal with anymore.

My life isn't complete. It won't be

complete until Ruby's memories aren't

seared into my brain, but I'm trying to

find the love in the world to replace

what Ruby had. It will be a long time

before I find a cat I can love this

much. If I can't find it then I'm

going to stop looking. But maybe if

somebody posts a cat picture of a

homely cat then I'll post a picture

of Ruby. Maybe I can get a picture of

me and Ruby's picture together so it

will always remind me of her. But

that's it, I won't do anything else

about it. She was my cat, and I will

never forget her.

I have decided to move on. There are

things I can't deal with anymore.

My life isn't complete. It won't be

complete until Ruby's memories aren't

seared into my brain, but I'm trying to

find the love in the world to replace

what Ruby had. It will be a long time

before I find a cat I can love this

much. If I can't find it then I'm

going to stop looking. But maybe if

somebody posts a cat picture of a

homely cat then I'll post a picture

of Ruby. Maybe I can get a picture of

me and Ruby's picture together so it

will always remind me of her. But

that's it, I won't do anything else

about it. She was my cat, and I will

never forget her.

I have decided to move on. There are

things I can't deal with anymore.

My life isn't complete. It won't be

complete until Ruby's memories aren't

seared into my brain, but I'm trying to

find the love in the world to replace

what Ruby had. It will be a long time

before I find a cat I can love this

much. If I can't find it then I'm

going to stop looking. But maybe if

somebody posts a cat picture of a

homely cat then I'll post a picture

of Ruby. Maybe I can get a picture of

me and Ruby's picture together so it

will always remind me of her. But

that's it, I won't do anything else

about it. She was my cat, and I will

never forget her.

I've decided to move on. I can't

stay here and hide inside the house

from you all. I need to get out and

see if I can make it through my day

with my heart intact. But I'm not

sure if it's worth it. I want to

move on, but I'm having a hard time.

I can't stay here and hide inside the

house from you all. I need to get out

and see if I can make it through my

day with my heart intact. But I'm

not sure if it's worth it. I want to

move on, but I'm having a hard time.

[I'm going to try something new, since I didn't feel like

writing a whole poem. This is another poem

I made from my own experiences. I didn't feel

like writing the title of the poem or the

mood of the poem. I hope it isn't too

short, but I wanted to try it out. I'm

hoping this poem has a little impact on

you, so if you like it tell me in

the comments. Please like and share!]

What is your name?

I am Dania.

What is the date?

It is 10.12.16.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

I am a

follower of the

darkness,

not the light.

I do not

dwell

in light.

How did you come to write this poem?

I wanted to write a poem about an experience I

had a couple of years ago. I know now that I

should not have come to write it when I did,

but the mood was right.

What reaction did you get from your poem that surprised you?

That is strange to ask, as I had the impression

of having written something that was written for

me and not for any particular audience.

What reaction did you get from your poem that you’re particularly pleased with?

I found that I was thinking about it much longer

than I had expected, that it made me think about

things I hadn’t expected to think about.

How do you feel about the work?

It still sits there in a box at the bottom of my

writing room. I have to remember to take it out

and dust it.

How would you describe the book?

It’s a book of poems. It’s not very good. I

think, though, that I would appreciate them more

now that I have written them.


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