Kitty is dead

Hello. You are probably wondering what this is about. It's about my kitten who killed himself.

His name was fang. He was black. He had underbite. so he looked depressed. One day I went to feed him. He only ate a bit. I decided to take a nap. When I woke up it was 3 am.

I heard a noise in the yard. I went out their with a torch. I was shocked to see what happened. It was fang. Hanging by a rope. I ran back into the house to sleep. Because I thought I was imagining things. The next morning he was still there.

so I buried him while crying. "H..he w..was o..only 5 m..months!" I walked back into the house. And ate cereal. I fell alseep. I woke up to a loud thud. I got up answer to see what happened. I saw fang. His eyes were glowing red. He was walking on his hind legs. He had a knife

I screamed and ran upstairs and locked myself in my bedroom. I thinned what to do. I remembered I had a loaded gun in my draws. I grabbed the gun. When I got to the stairs fang was walking up the stairs. I shot him. "FANG!" I cryed.

but he was possesed so I had to. I grab his body and cryed. "Goodbye.. FANG" I buried him again. And I listened to "sad song" all day. I never saw him again