FishBoneMania

I once had a pet beast, with big, red eyes and thick, oily fur all over its body. It rather enjoyed eating roadkill off the roads nearby, so every day before school I would let it out of the house, and it always came back and stood by the door, waiting for my affection. One day, I came home, and there was a huge splintered hole in the door. I touched the knob, but I withdrew my hand when it singed me. I crawled in through the hole itself, careful not to scrape my knees, and saw the torn apart hallway. Vicious talon marks covered everything. The wall paper was peeling away. Paintings were ripped apart and my flowers lay on the floor, vase bro