He is an ordinary cat, he has the features of a tabby cat. Maybe you don’t know but it’s one of the ancient Egyptian breeds and his features remind me of the big cats, that's why they give this name to the breed. I can imagine where the Egyptians got their eye makeup from, because the lines in the eyes of these cats resemble the makeup of the Pharaohs and Cleopatra.
But well, I don’t come to tell you stories of the antiquity but of the present. This cat is very restless during the day, he has a lot of adrenaline and drives crazy anyone who wants to keep up with him.
He lives in a house in the suburbs. It’s a small house inhabited by an old woman and her little grandson, who is the owner of the little cat... Or rather the cat is the owner of the little boy Peter. He cat appeared one fine day in the backyard of the house, dirty, sad and disheveled.
Peter felt very sorry for the cat and took care of it, he introduced him to his grandmother and got her permission to keep him at home, but this cat is not an ordinary animal. He is always attentive to every sound in the house, with his eyes wide open and his ears moving in different directions.
At nightfall the little tabby cat moves through the most intricate places in the house. Until he reaches the old cellar, there the sounds make him ruffle his fur. Peter has been watching him, it’s as if he is preparing for a fight with another cat of the same gender.
But what Peter doesn't know is that when he turns off the lights in the house and goes to sleep the most terrifying part of the story happens. It’s precisely in the basement where a series of creatures of very strange shapes begin to appear.
They come out everywhere, move around the basement and want to climb into the house, but the dim lights they observe in the corridors of the house don’t let them get any further and, to complete the bad luck of these fearsome little creatures, they now also have this nocturnal beast that won't let them go upstairs.
The little tabby cat at night undergoes a transformation, just as it approaches the basement his ears grow as big as a rabbit's, his eyes become the color of fire, the fangs that once did not protrude from his cheeks now look like sabers and the claws in his paws are as long and sharp as daggers.
And so he walks stealthily through the basement, trying not to be discovered. He watches the figure of the little monsters very closely and pounces on them and with his huge claws he takes a single swipe and kills more than one of them. The little nocturnal monsters no longer even want to stick their trunks out of the hole where they hide.
At night these little repulsive beings try their hardest to reach Peter, and in their eagerness to reach Peter's room they went looking for the best way to outwit the little light that comes out of the room. These are child-eating beasts! Peter was only saved on several occasions because he is afraid of the dark. On many occasions he heard sounds within the darkness and told his grandmother to allow him to have a small light on in his room, to which his grandmother agreed.
The little tabby cat is nothing if not an advocate for children and, seeing the danger that Peter was about to face, he decided to transform himself into a small and defenseless kitten and in this way he now protects the boy from the beasts that took over the basement.
Every night this transformed kitten fights against the small nocturnal beasts and wipes out the entire population of the repulsive child-eaters.
The beasts decide to leave the basement of Peter's house. They go down the drain, as far away as possible from this place that they once found as a perfect place, but not anymore.
They would go in search of another home, of another child, of a house where the light at night is not left on so they can commit their terrors on the poor defenseless children, who no one believes in and don’t leave their little lights on. Hehehehe.
I hope my dear readers that you liked my children's story… and I hope you don't tell it to your children. Just in case, always leave a little light on their rooms!
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We had always had cats, I think they defended the boys very well, haha. Excellent story. Congratulations