Mio Made Me Do It

Mio Made Me Do It

A Poem by Death Stalker

Blood oozes out of my flesh
as I cut it with a rock.
meow
I looked up to see my cat
looking very concerned.

"Don't worry Mio,
I'll be fine, I am happy."
I smiled at my cat.
He looked down at the blood,
after a little while
he went back to stare at me.

I stared back at his eyes
and felt a tug
that I can't control
the eye staring
lasted a long time.

After a while, the feeling
in my body was quickly fading
to a point where I was feeling
floaty.

My body stood up on its own
and started walking with the rock in the hand.
Mio is not far behind me.
Zoey meowed and screeched at Mio
trying to draw his attention away from me.
Clearly trying to save me.

My arm went up behind my brother
with the rock in the hand
I sliced down, my brother grunted
and collapsed down to the ground.
Eyes closed, clearly not breathing.

I went to my parents, did the same
my mother nearly made it out the backyard
before I sliced her throat.
The screams ceased.

Tears engulfed my face.
"What have you done!"
I yelled at Mio.
Mio meowed back innocently.
I picked up my arm
avoiding eye contact I sliced down
at the cat.

The police quickly barged in
after a little while of sobbing from me.
"I'm innocent, Mio made me do it,"
I muttered, shock taking over.
"Mio made me do it."

"Mio made me do it. I swear"
I kept muttering
as the doctors from the mental hospital
checked my vital signs.

© 2012 Death Stalker


Author's Note

Death Stalker
My friend offered this idea of cats controlling people's mind, and I instantly thought up of this poem, so thanks to my friend for this inspiration!

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haha oh geez i cant believe you actually listened to me! Anyway its a great poem and i really didnt expect that :) Good job with such a terrible idea i gave you

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Death Stalker
Death Stalker

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I like to write, any story that lurks into my mind. I've been writing as long as I can remember. It all started with nothing to do, it was nighttime... I was sleeping, I have a vivid dream, that ta.. more..

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