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    Banshee
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    I've gone so far for so long I can't remember where I started. I wish I could go back and curl up in next to her. Who is she? I don't know any more. I can only remember her voice. I can't even remember her face. What happened to me? Who am I? Dose no one know me? Should I even be alive still? Now here I am. Broken, Beaten, Bloody, Dead. All I need is one thing, Help


    Banshee woke with a start. His eyes scanned the land before him. 'Who said that? Was it a dream?' the albino tom wondered. It was mourning now, and if he was to get any food before the other cats came out he would have to hurry.
    The tom-cat carried his injured self carefully out of his den-like bush he had hidden for the night. As he made it out of his cowering place he shook the dirt from his suppose to be white pelt. So munch dirt covered the albino's pelt it was hard to tell he wasn't a brown cat.
    Banshee then stretched before starting his hunt for the mourning. Unfortunately he had very little luck finding anything that looked very appetizing so he tried hunting farther away from the Two-legs stuff. Almost as soon as he got away from the Two-legs nests he found a big juicy mouse. He swiped his tongue around his jaws as he prepared to dig into his catch. He finally had a good meal to fill his stomach.


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    Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
    Somewhere along in the bitterness

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    Melancholy was a simple brown she-cat, not much to look at, but her mother thought that the best part about her was Melancholy's eyes, the amber orange eyes where specked with lovly reds, and really looked quite nice with her dull brown fur. As she walked along the beach, watching the waves splash and run through the beige, plain, but all in the same beautiful sand. All the sudden the sand seemed awfully mean when it started to burn her paws,without thinking of water, she decided to run to grass, she had a while to reach green stuff. Melancholy started running with long leaps, her paws were a blur as she ran across the beach 'faster,faster, you can go faster!she thought of her father, he was always"trying to make you ready for the world" which men't harsh training and lots of pain. her paws now felt as if they were on fire,almost there! she kept running until she ran right into a white and brown tom.



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    Banshee
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    Banshee looked up just in time to see a brown she-cat colloid right into him. His mouse went flying as he sent tumbling off. Great now he was nauseous. As soon as the tom stopped moving he vomited out the little food he had in his stomach. He let out moan he felt horrible.
    This was the very reason he avoided other cats. They made his life miserable. With another moan he got to his paws and dizzily padded slowly back up to find the remains of his mouse.


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    Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
    Somewhere along in the bitterness

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    Melancholy saw the cat barf, and then go to find the rest of his mouse, Melancholy walked away into the old barn house, she really didn't like it in there, the rickety old planks creaked when she walked in, threating to collapse on her any minute, she eyed an old but fat mouse,Melancholy crept toward it and pounced, then she waited until another mouse showed himself, she pounced and caught that one two, with both mice in her mouth, Melancholy ran and found the tom. For the first time she saw his red eyes, she was shocked for a moment but recovered and threw the mice on the ground "There, two mice" she said "sorry I knocked the other one out of your mouth" she mumbled.



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    Banshee
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    Banshee prodded at the mice as if he was worried the other she-cat may have poisoned it. He then bent down and sniffed them before grabbing both. "Don't expect any favors." He muttered through fur. Then he turned and bounded off heading toward his temporary bush. Unfortunately when he got there some other cats where poking around oddly. He frowned and turned back to explore the dock for a new place to stay. He was hoping for a nice boat to sleep in for a little bit a of time.


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    Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
    Somewhere along in the bitterness