and took out the box containing my old dead cat. It was an old shoe box and over the years, it had decomposed until now it was so flimsy, it fell apart in my hands. the skeleton of my cat fell to the ground.
the cat-thing was all over the skeleton. it sniffed it like other cats sniff each other. then it looked up at the remains of the shoebox in my hands.
its not your box. its not your coffin.
please dont please dont hurt me
just let me go i dont know where it is i dont know anything
timetogo timetomove
timetofindanotherbox
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