A story based on real events, seen through the eyes of a cat. Most names were changed, if there are real names here, they’ve been put by accident.

Hello. My name is Luna. I’m just a little cat…. Or rather so I was… I’m ghost now, thanks to some man, called Grala. I’m going to tell you my story, story about me, how I lived and how I become a ghost which I am now.

So… Let’s begin the story….

I was born in summer 2002. First few days of my short life passed quickly… Too quickly… I don’t even remember them, well, maybe it’s because I haven’t seen then, my eyes were closed… Yes, it’s normal if you ask, every one of us have so.

When I opened my eyes I learned to recognize my mother and my siblings. There were five of us, plus mum. My early childhood was happy. I spend most of time on playing with brothers and sisters, sometimes with mum too.

But then, after eight weeks of joy, came some people and they took us away from mother… I was scared right then. They were keeping us in box, carrying somewhere. When they reopened the box we were outside, in some place I’ve never seen before.

There were many people that were coming to watch us, some were nice, petting us. One of them was talking to a man that brought us here, and gave him something what looked like a piece of paper, of course I didn’t know it was money, and after that he took me out from the box and went away. That was the last time I’ve seen my siblings.