When I was young, I loved animals. Any kind, from cats to birds. My favorite pet was Pluto a large black cat.
On day, when I came home drunk, I saw Pluto avoiding me. Just the thought of it made me mad. I took out my pocket knife and took out the animal's eye.
I decided that I should put Pluto out of his misery. I took him and a rope outside and hung Pluto from the rope. As I was doing this, I was crying thinking about how this animal had once loved me.
One night, when I was at a bar, I saw a cat almost exactly like Pluto. It loved me and followed me home. When I got home I noticed that the cat didn't have a eye! It also had a white spot on his chest in a shape of a rope...Why haven't I noticed this before? My hatred for the cat grew.
As I go to the cellar with my wife, the cat would walk between my legs, he almost tripped me! I quickly grabbed a ax and tried to kill the cat. My wife stoped me, out of pure rage, I slashed the blade down her head.
I hid my wife behind a fire place and placed back the bricks. One morning, police officers came to inspect my house, for the disappearance of my wife. I invited them in casually. When they were leaving, I tapped on the wall of the cellar, a high pitched scream echoed behind it. The officers quickly took the bricks off, and found the dead body of my wife with a monster on her head crying out his revenge!