2012-07-23 08:43:36 ( UTC )
The Cat on the Doorstep
It's 2:43am and I'm wide awake. No surprise, really. I haven't slept much in the past few
days and I don't know why. Normally, I sleep way too much, but I'm hardly sleeping these
days. Last night I stayed up until 7am. But anyways, that's not what I'm here to talk
I know that I don't write every day anymore. I find myself writing only when I need to or
when something happens. Rarely anything happens in my life, of course. Anyways, today
something did happen though. It was a hot day today, so our front door was open, but we
left the screen door locked and whatnot.
Anyways, I found a cat scratching at the screen door to get in. It just sat there and
scratched away for at least a half hour and then I finally went to go get it. I brought it
into the house and called the number on its tag. The cat's name was Devin. I called the
number and the owner said that they'd pick him up tomorrow. TOMORROW. So yeah, the cat is
You should know that I fucking love cats but my parents won't let us have one, so I was
really excited about this. The cat refuses to eat or drink anything, so we just let it be.
I wanted it to sleep in my room because it was much comfier than the deck out on the back
and much warmer, not to mention. But my parents didn't want it to shed everywhere, so it's
sleeping out there.
I just went to visit him and he's still wide awake, scratching at the door. I kind of feel
bad for him. He's a pretty big cat, I mean he's huge and fluffy and really really cute. I
wish I had a cat.
Now, unlike my other diary entries, this one isn't depressing, but I just feel bad for not
writing in the past few days. It doesn't mean that I'm all better and have stopped
self-harming, because I'm not and I haven't. I just never know what to write anymore
because I'll just be repeating myself about the voices in my head and the emotions and the
blood. But I think I'm going to write more often because it seems that some of my readers
were beginning to worry because of my absence. You know who you are.
Anyways, back to the cat. I really really want a cat. I used to hate cats because they
were violent and they have claws and they hiss, but this cat was really kind of sweet, if
that's any way to describe a cat. It let me pick it up, pet it, didn't even bare its
teeth. I don't know why, but I feel like I'm going to be a little upset when the cat
leaves tomorrow. Even if it wouldn't be picked up tomorrow, I know that I can't keep it.
My parents wouldn't allow it. And I totally understand, I mean, I'm not making a big deal
out of it. I'm just saying that I've always wanted a cat and there one is, right at my
Oh, and I know that you usually send me feedback with advice and support, but I don't need
it this time because I just had a pet cat even if it were just for a little while, and I'm
in a pretty decent mood anyways. But I would appreciate it if you still sent me feedback,
just so I know that you're still there... Again, you know who you are.
Oh, and also, I need opinions... Should I change my topic titles of my entries? Instead of
having Chapter this and Chapter that, should I just actually make them topics? Like this
one could be "Cat on the Doorstep" or even just "The Cat". Actually, never mind. I'm going
to do it anyways.
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