Stay Away, Or Don't, I May Like You
Jan 28, 2014 15:42:34 GMT -5
Post by unapologetic cowards on Jan 28, 2014 15:42:34 GMT -5
You stand alone in a maze,
no one is here,
expect small kittens,
Napping peacefully around you.
Soft purring can be heard if you listen carefully.
You make your way,
walking on pretend eggshells and real pieces of string,
each step,
wondeing if your going to alert one of them.
Theres a light,
just up ahead.
You run for it,
alerting the cats,
whom all hiss.
The ground under you collaps,
falling,
anf falling,
and falling;
Down,
Down,
Down.
As you hit the ground,
your vision blanks out.
Your not dead,
just asleep.
"Wake."
Your woken up by a little girl.
She wears wears a soft lime green dress,
Her eyes big,
And cheeks red.
How odd,
You think to yourself.
She comes closer to you.
You catch your breath,
Is the girl dangerous,
Maybe mad?
She smiles at you.
"I'm Anastasia,
But call me Kitty."
She points to her head.
Cat ears,
You think.
"I'm 14,"
She sits next to you,
smiling as if she has no worries in the world.
"And I'm not as mad as I seem,
dear.
Only a bit mad,
But not crazy enough for anyone to be scared!"
She smiled another time,
Before losing it and staring at you with a blank face.
Without a word,
She pulls out a book.
THE HUNGER GAMES
Is what reads.
"I like this book,
And others.
I also like writing,
Cats,
And talking."
She puts her hand on your face,
Her eyes sparkling as she says the next few words.
"And we're going to be friends."
no one is here,
expect small kittens,
Napping peacefully around you.
Soft purring can be heard if you listen carefully.
You make your way,
walking on pretend eggshells and real pieces of string,
each step,
wondeing if your going to alert one of them.
Theres a light,
just up ahead.
You run for it,
alerting the cats,
whom all hiss.
The ground under you collaps,
falling,
anf falling,
and falling;
Down,
Down,
Down.
As you hit the ground,
your vision blanks out.
Your not dead,
just asleep.
"Wake."
Your woken up by a little girl.
She wears wears a soft lime green dress,
Her eyes big,
And cheeks red.
How odd,
You think to yourself.
She comes closer to you.
You catch your breath,
Is the girl dangerous,
Maybe mad?
She smiles at you.
"I'm Anastasia,
But call me Kitty."
She points to her head.
Cat ears,
You think.
"I'm 14,"
She sits next to you,
smiling as if she has no worries in the world.
"And I'm not as mad as I seem,
dear.
Only a bit mad,
But not crazy enough for anyone to be scared!"
She smiled another time,
Before losing it and staring at you with a blank face.
Without a word,
She pulls out a book.
THE HUNGER GAMES
Is what reads.
"I like this book,
And others.
I also like writing,
Cats,
And talking."
She puts her hand on your face,
Her eyes sparkling as she says the next few words.
"And we're going to be friends."
Okay, yea! I think that was good! So, yea! I'm Anastasia, but please, call me Kitty! ;3 Sorry if the intro story thingy was hard to follow, but I wanted to be creative! Feel free to point out my mistakes, like I said, I enjoy writing!
I look forward to meeting you all, and making tributes!
Kitty out~
