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Living Different Lives, a story about D.I.D. Prologue up
Sept 24, 2016 2:16:23 GMT -5
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Post by [~Ghost Writer~] on Sept 24, 2016 2:16:23 GMT -5
(WARNING!!!!!- This story is about D.I.D or Multiple personality disorder. Anyone who has unkind words about D.I.D will be asked to leave. Questions are welcome.)
Prologue-
"Cedar!" A loud voice screamed at me, getting closer and closer. "Where have you been?" A tall tan she-cat asked me. I blankly looked at the stranger. "Cedar?" She repeated.
"Are you looking for someone?" I asked, puzzled. She opened her mouth and closed it. She took a few steps closer, examinimg me. Her light breathing sent chills down my spine. This isn't the first time I've been called by that name.
"Either you're a tom the looks extremely like him, or you're a fox-hearted mouse-brain." She sneered.
"Look. I don't know who this Cedar is, but everyone needs to stop mistaking me for him. My name is Red." I told her. She stepped closer to me, making me more than uncomfortable.
"It's the same scar." She said, pointing to the mark on my face. "Cedar, I'm tired of your games. You keep running off and if I'm going to be your mate, I need you to quit leaving." My eyes widened and I backed off quickly.
"Whoa there! I'm a single tom. I've never even seen you before." She snorted and lashed her long tail at me.
"It's always the same thing Cedar! Every time! You aren't even the same cat anymore." She growled and turned away. I watched her go and the voice in my mind returned again, screaming and begging for her to come back. I shook my head and covered an ear with a paw, hoping it would go away.
Prologue-
"Cedar!" A loud voice screamed at me, getting closer and closer. "Where have you been?" A tall tan she-cat asked me. I blankly looked at the stranger. "Cedar?" She repeated.
"Are you looking for someone?" I asked, puzzled. She opened her mouth and closed it. She took a few steps closer, examinimg me. Her light breathing sent chills down my spine. This isn't the first time I've been called by that name.
"Either you're a tom the looks extremely like him, or you're a fox-hearted mouse-brain." She sneered.
"Look. I don't know who this Cedar is, but everyone needs to stop mistaking me for him. My name is Red." I told her. She stepped closer to me, making me more than uncomfortable.
"It's the same scar." She said, pointing to the mark on my face. "Cedar, I'm tired of your games. You keep running off and if I'm going to be your mate, I need you to quit leaving." My eyes widened and I backed off quickly.
"Whoa there! I'm a single tom. I've never even seen you before." She snorted and lashed her long tail at me.
"It's always the same thing Cedar! Every time! You aren't even the same cat anymore." She growled and turned away. I watched her go and the voice in my mind returned again, screaming and begging for her to come back. I shook my head and covered an ear with a paw, hoping it would go away.
