Stolen

Looking around the room,
The north, south, east and west,
I notice something has occurred,
Making me distressed.

Laying there untidily,
Just scattered on the floor,
All the possessions that I own,
And they wern't there before.

I'd only just awoken,
From a restless sleep,
Saw everything broken, destroyed,
And those things were not so cheap.

Smashed, priceless vases,
Broken windows and doors,
Food spilt in the kitchen,
And mess on all the floors.

The front door was ajar,
Broken in with force,
The cruel fool who had done this,
Showed no sign of remorse.

The living room, once tidy,
Now cruelly ripped to shreds,
The white now turned to gray,
Fools have this cruelty in their heads.

Back into the kitchen,
The cat hung by the door,
A close decapitation,
And blood dripping to the floor.

Panicking and screaming,
I rush into the yard,
Thinking of the situation,
Leaving me permanently scarred.

Running back into the house,
Taking Tibbles along the way,
Walk up to my sister's room,
And softly start to say:

"Ellissia, there's a problem,
And Tibbles is sleeping now,
We need to wake mom and dad,
And I don't really know how."

With a flash, she awoke,
And saw Tibbles in my hands,
Pushing me behind her,
Me following her demands.

We went and told our parents,
Who immediately called the police,
They caught the rude intruders,
Putting us towards a slight peace.

Looking around the house,
At our broken prised possessions,
We wept for Tibbles' death,
And the men's cruel obsessions.

After searching for a while,
To see what was taken,
We were amazed to find,
Most thoughts were quite mistaken.

One thing was stolen,
Only one out of all the rest,
And this thing couldn't be replaced,
But made us all depressed.

The one thing that was stolen,
Was little Tibbles' life,
And as we mourned and wept,
We found the bloody, bread knife.

Stolen was her body,
Stolen was her mind,
Stolen was her little soul,
Only memories left behind.

Stolen was the cuddles,
She gave us every day,
Stolen was her fluffy fur,
It was all taken away.

No one could replace her,
She never got anyone mad,
She was the cutest little kitty,
The best friend I ever had.

Those men stole my best friend,
Those men stole my pet,
Those men will regret their actions,
One day, I'm sure...

I bet...