Short Story (Cerpen)

Alter Ego's

category: horror pen

title:alter ego

“Please save me.” is the only word I can say whenever I am thrown away and set aside ‘lag’ by humans.

I am an orange cat with thick fur and my eyes are different colors, the green on the left and the blue on the right made every human being who found me feel pity and started taking care of me affectionately. Like today, I live with Javier's family. I became one of Javier's family one week ago. When Daisy, the 4-year-old girl, found me and took me home.

At that time I was injured quite badly, my legs were limping due to humans who did not like me. They threw me furniture so I could get out of the house quickly. And even worse, they chased me and threw stones at me to get as far away as possible. This must be George!!

He always felt that he was a lion, the pinnacle of the food chain on this earth. But George was always nice and always came in when I needed to. George and I have been friends for a long time, probably since we were born. Every time I explain this to the cat I meet on the street they either say I'm crazy, or I make up about my friend George, all the cats I met started to fear me and would not dare to approach me because of the events of that time.

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“hei house cat you're wrong way huh?” said one of the biggest cats in the corner alley.

“why? You afraid of sweet cats?” connect one of the female cats that may be the queen in this area.

“don't bother me or George will hurt you all!! I beguile”

“where is your friend named George? You're alone here, hahaha ”

“here.. ”

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“krek.” Daisy is opening a can of fish to feed me.

“Rocky come here eat”

“miaww”

I approached Daisy and ate the contents of the box she had given me voraciously. No wonder I eat fish or a special snack because I am a cat. I also really like a soft sofa to sleep on and sometimes sneak in between Daisy's legs or hands because she's the one who cares about me the most. Daisy has beautiful eyeballs, I'm starting to love her. I stayed in this house for two weeks and nothing happened. Sometimes George would show up and take the food that was prepared for me. But thankfully, for now George is not bothered by this new family activity. It seems like she is starting to like Daisy and her family.

Third week.

Daisy was hospitalized, apparently she had a relapsing illness if she inhaled this feather. I'm alone in this house right now, with no one to feed me.

“crash..” oh no, I accidentally dropped the dishes on the food rack.

“bruk!” a box full of food I dropped from the top of the cupboard, I greedily ate all the contents scattered on the floor.

Pers*tan with this family, I'm really hungry. I hope they'll forgive me if they come home later.

“clack..” house door open.

Finally they came home, Daisy must have hugged me and brought me some food. But it turns out Daisy passed me and went straight into her room. And a little while later when Daisy's mother went to the kitchen to get something, how surprised she was to see the mess I've been doing these three days.

“astaga!! Javier look at this. This damn cat is destroying our home!!” Mother Daisy's angry shout, I felt it.

“oh no! What am I doing! You said this was gonna be all right, George!! You lied to me!”

“settle Mourt, if they do something to you let me take over. Did you know lions are the top of the food chain? Just look if he dares to hurt you. I'll get his dying daughter's eyeballs!”

Javier suddenly went crazy and hunted me with a kitchen knife.

“ssrrt..” the knife managed to scratch one of my ears.

“ah don't help me George!!”

“with pleasure Mourt”

My claw was right in Javier's hand, he groaned in pain. Soon I ran to Daisy's room. Thankfully, the door was wide open.

“Javier that crazy cat to Daisy's room!!”

They both chased me into my room.

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“it's too late madam, Daisy can't be saved”

Doctors at the hospital can't save Daisy. As the news spread, a mad cat killed a small child by eating both eyes and fleeing through the window.

“other time leave everything to me George, I can already act well”

“ alright then. But if you need to call me, Mourt”

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“miawww.”

“oh adorable cat, your ears hurt, aunt will take care of you.”