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I don't expect you to understand or believe this story, but I'm going to die tomorrow...
Since I was a small child, and growing up I was quiet, well-behaved, and extremely good natured that I was gently teased by friends for it.
I loved animals, and they loved me. I was most happy when feeding and stroking them and they taught me how mean and spiteful humans can be
I married and found that she loved animals just as much as I did. She bought me many, including birds, goldfish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey and a remarkably large and beautiful black cat
My friendship with the cat grew and as it did , so did my love for drink. I turned to a bottle more and more often and slowly I became a drunk and the anger inside me grew bigger.
The drink took over and I started to become more and more moody, my pets noticed it and I treated them badly. The cat however I liked enough not to harm. But one drunken night I came home and I felt the cat was annoying me. I became so angry that I grabbed the cat and cut out it's eye.
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