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I hate cats and always have, the lecherous beasts. Then about a fortnight ago I noticed myself morphing into one of the loathsome creatures, beasts, if you will. The more I look at myself in the mirror, the realization has become abundantly apparent, that I shall be devoid of my former human self and become wholly beast. Others could see me for who and what I was, but I could not, or perhaps I chose not to see what I really was, an anathematic harpy. One that would cull others just for a laugh. I am being punished, and shall be mocked and ridiculed for my ways and be forced to depend on the kindheartedness of strangers just for a mere sustainable nibble.