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Shela


Kitty cats are supposed to be cute, cuddly and terribly sweet.

But shela isnt a sweet kitty cat.

Buying a cat has changed my life in many ways,

But none of them are good.

Shela has claws and she doesnt sheath them very often.

She's eaten my paper, peed on my bed and shredded my sheets.

Shes out to get me, I know it.

I've tried to be nice, but shela doesnt seem to care or notice

I feel her searing glare on my when I try to sleep

I swear she'll be purring on my grave. 

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