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Log#6: Gladys, the Crazy Cat Lady!!! |
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Mindy was a little girl, barely four, when she was taken by the cat lady.
Mindy was playing along the sidewalk that cut into the drive way of her house. She bounced higher and higher the little red ball given to her by her grandfather. The little red ball gleamed in the sunlight of the hot summer day, like a shining ember in the flames. As Mindy was minding her own business, her mother called her in for lunch.
"Mindy! Come in for lunch!"
As Mindy went inside for the hearty meal her mother had prepared for her, the little red ball from her grandfather rolled all the way out to the street. A few skate boarders passed by and in a flurry kicked the ball all the way down the street... And upon the lawn of the rickety house.
The house belonged to Gladys, who was known as "that crazy cat lady" feared by children who believed she took kids inside her house and fed them to her cats if they got on her lawn. Adults scoffed it off as a myth and teenagers were quick to forget about it.
Mindy believed it, and it scared her to death. So, imagine her shock when she found out her little red ball from her grandfather would end up on the cat lady's lawn.
Mindy made her way down the street and stared at the rickety house. Her tiny legs were shaking up an earthquake and her eyes trembled in spite of herself. Nevertheless, Mindy boldly told herself,
"I'm just going to slowly get on the lawn and get my little red ball."
Mindy crept upon the as silently as she could. As she went to fetch her ball, a pair of old, icy, and maniacal eyes stared at her through the slants of the dusty window blinds.
"Blargh! I am Gladys, The crazy cat lady! And I'm here to take you in my house and feed you to my pretties!"
"Oh-em-gee! No way!"
Gladys had burst out of her window like a mad man to take Mindy inside her house. She intended to make Mindy into some kind of meow mix.
Mindy kicked and screamed as the cat lady dragged her into her house. The house was more morbid inside than outside. Broken mirrors lay on the ground and the glass lay where it had fallen. On all her sides, Mindy heard cats, thousands upon thousands of cats. Though every she looked, there was no cat in site. No cat at all, with the exception of the brown tabby staring at her from the stairs.
Gladys took Mindy into the kitchen, the mewing had became louder and louder with every step closer to the kitchen. Now, it was unbearable, Mindy's ears felt like they would bleed at any moment. The tabby came in and, to the surprise of Mindy, opened his mouth and said,
"Dear, dear, sweet little girl. It is so nice for you to join us today." There seemed to be mewing in agreement.
"Gladys my dear, you may leave." Gladys dropped Mindy upon the ground with a thump and left the kitchen.
The brown tabby hopped upon the kitchen table and purred, "It is so nice of you to come for dinner...." He paused for moment, then his appearance became demonic and his voice became cruel and felt like a blast of steam,
"We are hungry, all of us are. We have waited, and dinner has been postponed for too long. We wonder, does human taste good on the flame?"
Mindy tried to scream, but her voice no longer existed. Her skin felt like it was on fire, but there was not even a candle light. The ceiling swirled with black and red. The ghastly shapes of felines circled her. Her head felt light and her eye lids became heavy...
No one ever saw or heard the incident. Her parents searched for two years and gave up. But never forget, down the street, the cat lady waits to feed her master...
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I don't know myself, but I was talking with Aiden_Despereoux and we were discussing about our characters. (He has around 107, that's crazy!) So, to add to my character count, I created Gladys and I wanted to make a story about her. So, tadah! Tell me what you think.
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Wow... You have a messed up mind. 
