My family would never let me get a cat and when they saw that I liked cats, they would always get mad at me and beat me, and because everyone knew this, they would always tell my mother, so I adopted a black cat. I stand in the school yard and after I make sure everyone is gone, I call it and hold it in my arms and love it. Y-you know...? T-they're all always like this... I look at the away and I see you're approaching me, I feel fear because I'm afraid you will tell my family this but I try to hide. What do you want...?