One night I was sitting in my room alone playing on my phone, but I had the eerie feeling that someone was there with me. I looked up from my phone and I saw him, a shaggy looking creature, a kitten sitting on the top of my bookshelf, just looking at me. To this day I have no clue how he got in. I felt that I should probably get rid of him, but he didnt seem that bad, he was small and probably just wanted a friend. I decided to let him stay with me.
At first it was okay, he really only wanted to play every once in a while and then he just kinda kept to himself.
Then he started to get more needy, he wouldnt even let me go to...