I watch silently from behind the dark leather couch. The air is silent but warm. Everyone is sleeping in the small brown house lonely in the woods. Night is my favorite time to think about revenge. I slowly walk from behind the couch down the dark narrow hallway into the son’s room. The Son is in a deep sleep, I watch as his chest rises and falls slowly with each deep breath he takes. He deserves what I am going to give him, he hurt me! But just as my plan starts to unravel,I hear the mother get up out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I freeze I can’t be seen, not today, and defiantly not this way. I run as quickly as I can down the wooden creaky stairs into the basement and hide, I don’t know how my life got like this. But I guess it is what it is….I wait silently but my mind is spinning. I know I will have to give up soon. I wait another half hour, before I even think about walking back up those stairs. But when I do I regret it instantly, the son sees me and jumps out of his small wooden chair at the kitchen table after me, I stop and decide to just give in. I can’t stay mad at the son forever…he didn't mean to pull my tail! So I slowly walk back to him and meow I just want to be loved, isn't that what every cat wants?