I live in a trailer and it sucks. There's this fernes or something in the hallway. I was sitting here in the living room, and I heard a meow. WE have aproblem with out backdoor opening, so i figured a cat got inside, no biggie. I went looking in the bathroom, in my mom's room and in mine, but couldn't find it. When I started calling it (Here kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.) and it meowed louder. So here I am, freaking out because my mom told me that if a cat got up there, it's most likely dead. So I run out the house crying, screming and hollering, and my mom gets pissed!

I tell her while crying "There's a cat in that tin thing in the hallway!" and take off running back to the house. She starts yelling at me while prying open the tin thing. "There isn't no cat in here!"

So I walk up to it and start tapping, calling it again, and it meows like it's getting it's neck slit or something, gurgling and all. "Oh shit!" My mom's freaking out now too, and she runs out the house to get the cellphone to call my brother. It's still in there and we're waiting for my brother to come back before we do anything! I'm so scared! I'm still crying. ;__;

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Okay. We're waiting, and my mom lets Jinx, the only inside cat we have inside. I hear a meow not from here, and jinx omes to me like she wants me to go back there, so I do. She meows like crazy, and out comes the cat, though not out of the Fernes thing. She was sitting behind our guncase and couldn't get out! o_o Her name is Kerosene. [=

I'm so happy she's okay. x]