Am I a PRETTY KITTY yet...?

"Am I a pretty kitty yet...?"

I never understood my Master... He was kind when he first picked me up from the street, he always called me a "pretty kitty." He was always strange, always had that smile... It made me feel weird, but I trusted Master. He loved me, afterall...

After a while, though, Master started acting strange. He said that... there shouldn't be a disgusting, flea-filled cat in his house. It hurt so much when he said that, he told me I was pretty... W...why am I so ugly now? I'll show Master I can be pretty again.

It hurts now... I tried to make Master happy, I really did. I followed him when he was leaving one day, and he didn't see me... His car crushed over my ribcage, I heard it shatter with the pressure of the tires when they rolled over me. Master stopped his car and looked at me, he was smiling... Did I finally make him happy?

Master cheered, before getting back in his car and driving away. He didn't care that I was hurt... It hurt so much, but if he made him smile, I'd be hurt for him. I'll continue to make him happy...

I clawed and crawled my way into the house, finding a sewing kit, when I turned to carry it outside to my other half, I noticed all the blood on the floor... Master won't be happy with all this smeared everywhere, will he? I'll clean it up when I get a chance... I finished making my way to my lower legs, before carefully sewing them back on.

I groaned in agony, the pain of my bones stabbing my insides and moving around as I walked... I slowly stumbled back inside... I needed to clean this mess before Master gets home, I don't want him angry... I licked up all the blood, it tasted so sweet, it made me want more.

Master came home! I was sitting and smiling, waiting for him to walk in. Master walked in, but he screamed when he saw me, I tilted my head, I was confused. He screamed "monster!" at me, I didn't know why, but I didn't want him to be so shocked... I walked over to him, trying to cheer him up...

I was kicked against a cabinet when I approached Master... Didn't he love me? I did something that made him smile, so everything's okay now, right? Does he want me to hurt more... is that what my Master wants?

I looked at him, I was so hurt, I could barely stand the pain I was in... It started to fade though, as Master kicked me again... I was numb after the fifth kick, and I got up, and walked to him... I did something us animals should never do...

"Master... am I not pretty anymore? Don't you love me?" I spoke to him, there was blood pouring from my stitched up stomach, my mouth and ears were bleeding from the hard hit. I didn't understand why he didn't love me anymore... I wanted him to love me!

He screamed, and started to back away when I approached him. I was so confused... I sat down. "My pain makes you happy Master.... Do you want more?" After I asked, I sat down before taking my front leg in my mouth, I tugged hard. The muscles and tendons ripped with a loud crunch, before I heard my bone crack. My arm was on the floor, but Master didn't seem happy.

I frowned, before limping to him, I smiled at my Master, before my claws were shown. "I'm sorry Master... Are you jealous? I'll make you as pretty as me."

This is my first CreepyPasta drawing ever, and I loved how it turned out.

Yes - the cat does not have a tail. It was one of those "new" breed of cat, and of course, that Master had to have him, but grew tired of his poor cat... Trying to kill it was not the answer, though...

Art + Story (c) ~Lunamania