Thanks for the support guys. I'm really tired and can't get anything good written right now but I'll update it in the morning
This is really good. Grammar is good and it makes sense. Continue! And yess, it should have a happy ending! And a sequel! It could be a trilogy!
Psuedo-happiness. Happy endings are too cliché, they make Disney seem so dark in an exagerrated comparison. But nonetheless, I LOVE IT.
In my opinion, I'd like a bad ending, so the readers would get sucked in it some more than you can make a come-back sequel! ( unless you think of him of dying )
Chapter 5: I couldn't open my eyes. I was choking. Claws was yowling. I screamed. The pain was unbearable as I grabbed a sharp metal rod and sliced my left eye. My vision was red with blood, but it was open. Then I realized why I was choking. Smoke was everywhere. Smoke and fire. A saw some kids from school screech off in there beat-up truck. They had thrown a burning two by four into my home and anything flammable was ablaze. Claws's yowling abruptly stopped as a piece of rusted metal fence tipped over and fell on him, slicing him in half. "NO!!!" I screamed, but there was nothing I could do. My cat was dead, and I was actively dying. I collapsed. I had failed. When Claws needed me most I had failed him. He was dead ad there was nothing left for me to keep the will to live. I was accepting his fate. But that didn't mean it was any less painful to watch chunks of fur and blood to evaporate and burn up in the colossal inferno of my home. Why? Why did it have to end this way? Why? I stared to cry.