User blog comment:SpringThing14/Want a Creepypasta with your OCs?/@comment-27061336-20160521045652

Once, I decided to go to Frisky's. Luckily, I was by myself. I saw Frisky singing a song about hair. "Who cares?" I thought. I sat there for a few HOURS watching the show. Then, the place closed down. I was very scared. I saw a black cat. He had white glowing eyes. I ran for my life. I didn't care that I jumped out the window. Now I'm in the hospital, writing this crap on the internet. But...that does not explain the cat bite on my arm...