"I was at my friend's house, and then I fell asleep, and I woke up and it was all dark. It was scary. Then I saw a bit of light, and I tried to walk toward it, but I was staggering horrible; I could hardly move. I eventually got there, and my mom was there, and she told me to go away. I said it was time to go. Then I was in this apartment, there were a few people there. My cat got shot, and he was bleeding, and I told people to call 911 but nobody would. Then they put my cat outside on a leash, and I told them to get him out because he could die, but they said no. So I went out and got him, but then this dark, evil figure started coming for me, and I tried to scream, but nothing came out, and I tried to move, but the staggering thing came over me again. Later, I was back inside and my cat was okay."

It was very sad when my cat was shot, I didn't see him shot but he was, and I was very scared he would die. If my cat ever died abruptly, I would be very sad.