Date: 4/30/2017

By kidneypunch

It began at my old house on 7th street. At the house, I was trying to get our shoes inside the house when someone started throwing rocks at me. I put the cat food inside and some other things. Payton, (my little brother) was at the top of the steps telling me something and Raziel was trying to get out. Another cat; that looked like Raziel; came inside. (You can tell it was sick and extremely skinny.) It suddenly turned to me, and became vicious, so I threw it out. It switched to right before I gave it cat food, it switched to where I was at the school with everyone and we were entertained by how Stacy's and my own AOL screen were looking different.