Eleanor
She hissed, staring at me with blazing eyes, "How dare you?" She began punching and scratching me with her sharp nails. Is she a cat? I was too shocked to react. What has gotten into her? I have never seen her so angry before. But why is she angry with me? Good thing, my shirt was on, else her nails would make a tattoo on me. I attempted to push her off me, but I couldn't. She might get hurt after falling on the floor.
"Stop!" I scolded her with a dangerous tone which didn't make her stop, instead, she became more violent. To my surprise, she leaned down, and bite my left cheek hard with her teeth. That hurts. "Ah! Hey!" I screamed out, was trying to push her mouth from my face. Damn her! Is she hungry? If not, then why is she chewing my cheek. "Anastasia Ivanov!" I took her ful
