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Ugh… I could hear my alarm clock going off… it must be 6am already. “Just five more minutes…” I thought to myself, as I turned over and reached for the alarm clock’s snooze button. With my eyes still closed, I stretched out my arm as far as it would go, but not getting any closer to the alarm clock. The annoying beeping continued, why couldn’t I reach the blasted alarm? I opened my eyes to see what the problem was, and…

“What the…?!” I screamed as I noticed a very black and fuzzy limb. I jumped up completely startled and looked down. Hair? Hair!? Everywhere! “Oh my gosh!” I thought. I started to run towards my bathroom, stumbled- fell over- and summer salted onto the floor- onto my head.

“Oww….” I whimpered and rubbed my head for a moment. I frantically jumped to my feet and headed towards the bathroom again. But I fumbled again, and fell flat on my face, why!?

I stood up, this time just trying to maintain my balance. “Ok I’m standing now,” why was it so hard to walk? I looked down again, and… that’s why. Totally freaked out now, I realized I have four legs. Four black short and fuzzy legs. Legs that resembled some sort of pet’s legs. I looked up and around me, and everything was huge. Did I shrink?

“What’s going on!?” I cried desperately.

Walking slowly, one leg at a time, I inched my way into the bathroom. Looking up, I realized a problem… how am I going to reach the counter? I walked over to the toilet, attempted to jump on top of it, to only miss my landing by an inch and fall off on the other side.

“That’s going to leave a bruise” I spoke aloud with annoyance. Again I attempted to jump on top of the toilet and this time tried to stick my landing. I made it. “Now if I can just get on top of the counter…” I deliberated as I prepared myself for the jump.

Here goes…” I whispered hopefully. I landed it! I turned to my side and looked into the mirror, but could not believe what I was seeing. I was a cat. A black cat, with white fur down my chest, white spots on my feet and ears, and two oddly positioned white stripes at the tip of my tail.

“I’m dreaming.” I concluded. “That’s all there is to it… I’m dreaming!” I yelled trying to convince myself. “Yeah… that’s it.” I nodded trying to convince myself even more.

Still looking in the mirror, I studied myself. In what kind of dream could you turn into a cat and still feel pain? This is ridiculous. I didn’t know what to do. I’m so confused. What can I do?

“I’ll try to sleep, and when I wake up, I’ll be normal again.” I said with confidence. I laid down, and closed my eyes. That’s when I realized I never turned off that blasted alarm clock. I got back up and looked down from the counter. There was no way I was going to jump that distance. Heights were never something I could get along with.

I jumped down to the toilet, still trying my best to stick the landing, then jumped to the floor. It took me a few minutes, but I finally managed to jump on top of my bed and shut off the alarm clock. Now I can try to sleep.

I drifted off to sleep, but it didn’t last long. When I woke up, and looked at the clock, it was now only 9 A.M. I looked down at myself hoping to see my wonderful human body again (the one I missed so much at this point), to only be disappointed. I was still a cat.

I wanted to cry, because I had no idea what to do, and no idea what was going on. If this was supposed to be fun or interesting, I certainly wasn’t finding it so. “Why me…?” I found myself asking, “…why?”

After about an hour of thinking, and sulking, I couldn’t take it anymore. That man, he’s the only thing I can think of. It had to have been something he said or did, that turned me into this form. But how could I find him?

“Argh!!!” I screamed in despair. If I told my Mother, she would never believe me. And I’m not as close to Kyrene and Andrea as I am to Moirae. “I’ll have to try finding Moirae” I thought, “That’s all I can do.”

I jumped down from my bed and ran into the living room, falling several times on my face along the way. “I really need to get this running-walking thing down,” I thought. I made it to the door, and although it was a different obstacle, it was still depressing. I must have just sat there, in front of the door, for five or ten minutes. How was I supposed to get out? I felt so limited, the life of a cat sure stinks.

Even if I could jump up to the handle, the door was locked. I’m certainly not tall enough to unlock the locks on the door, and I’d have the same problem with the back door. My only other option was to use the staircase going downstairs to our basement, where we have a few windows cracked open constantly for air circulation.

I’ll admit walking down the stairs was a good practice exercise, but kind of tiring. Now a little more confident in my jumping skills, I jumped on top one of the counters against the basement wall, and out of one of the cracked windows. I won’t even go into what happened when I came out of the window. That fall was painful, and let’s leave it at that.

It was a Thursday, and I was thinking I could just go to school, and perhaps find Moirae there. I’m not sure how I would explain this situation, but I’m tired of thinking about it. It is not easy being a cat. You’re so small, cars are so huge, and streets are so wide. I lost count of how many times someone almost stepped on me, and how many times people tried to pet me.

I was so happy to finally reach the school. I now understand how cats are so small and limber; their short legs have to work more to walk distances humans consider small. And stairs… Oy the stairs… I found myself walking up them this time, trying to get to the second floor of the school building.

It was now half past noon and I began searching for Moirae in her Science class, where I believed she would be. But the door! Another blasted door! I will never look at them the same ever again. How was I supposed to ask her for help if I can’t even get into the room? I whimpered and pouted a bit, then parked myself in front of the classroom, so when she came out, I can get to her.

It was a long wait, but what else could I do? The school bell rang, it was probably close to 2pm, doors were opening, and feet were shuffling. This was it. She was going to come out, I was going to run to her, ask her for help, and we’d figure out a solution together. Just one problem: she never came out!!

“I must have missed her,” I concluded. There was only one class left, I had to hurry and find her. I ran towards her next class looking for her, but along the way I caused a lot of commotion. I don’t know why I didn’t realize it earlier, but to see a cat running through the hallway of a private school, had to be abnormal.

Now very nervous because of all the attention I was getting, I ran as fast as I could, and *BAM*, right into a door. I really, really, hate doors.

In a daze, seeing stars, I could only lay there in pain. Then I felt a familiar sensation. It was that feeling. “Please no…” I prayed. I knew what was coming, or rather, who was coming. Every time I get this feeling, he comes around.

I looked a little bit to my side, still seeing a little blurry from the pain, and watched Yuuki walk up to me. He picked me up, and cradled me in his arms. I looked up at him, and he said in a gentle voice “It’s ok, I won’t hurt you.”

It happened so fast and I hurt so much, that I didn’t really retaliate. What difference did it make anyways? I’m a cat now, not a human, and who knows when, or if, I’ll ever return to normal myself.

Chapter 3 – Transformation