Terrors and Other Real Things

Since October I have lived in terror. Terror that the bad people will come back and I will be alone and unable to defend myself, again. Terror that, again, I will be beaten and thrown out on the street again. Terror that once again no one will show up in answer to my calls. Terror on top of terror all wrapped up in even more terror. The only thing that makes it bearable is that they can not take my most precious companion from again because they already killed her. They murdered my little kitty, Champers. I want nothing more from this world.