Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24651624-20150501042417

Now I'm going to psot thias and I need some help. My story got deleted because it was posted in the awfuil format. it wasn't my fault and I went in to fix it but was deleted before I could. I'll post it here and hopefully figure out how to fix the formatting. also I'd like soem feedback and some reasons why it got deleted.

It was a quiet, peaceful night in late April. I sat on the sofa in the living room playing Pyramids on the website, and listening to Creepypastas through my earphones, as was normal for me at this time.. While I sat at my computer, my cat Kitt ran around the house. She was making little chirping sounds and basically being a cute Oreo-colored ball of cuteness. I didn't pay much attention to her antics because she behaved like this often and it's basically normal antics for the feline genus anyway. It wasn't until I noticed her standing stock still in the middle of the living room, her eyes focused on the dining area, pupils dilated and ears back that I took notice. "What's the matter, Kitt?" I asked her, smiling to myself. This was also normal for my cat. When she was a kitten she would always sit on the top of the easy chair and stare at the ceiling or other places. I would always kid with my mother about it, joking that my kitten was seeing "angels". So, now her behavior didn't bother me too much. I figured she was looking at another one of her "angels".The cat didn't react to my voice so I went back to my activities on the computer. It wasn't until I heard a faint growl that I looked up again. Kitt was now in a more hostile position, her eyes still on whatever invisible thing she was seeing. The hairs on her back stood on end and I realized that the growling was coming from her. "Kitt?" I called, feeling somewhat nervous. Suddenly, the cat shot forward like a black and white streak. I saw her dash out of the living room, through the kitchen, up the stairs and into the bedrooms. Above my head I heard a thumping sound and howls of pain. Fully freaked out now, and also worried about my cat's well being, I got up from the sofa. We had two dogs, small ankle biters, and sometimes the dogs liked to chase her around. While it never ended badly, and of course they were playing I didn't want it to get out of hand. Plus, this noise did not sound like play brawling. Had she ticked the dogs off enough to make them attack her aggressively? I did not want to imagine the outcome of that and I fully intended to break up a conflict before it ended badly for my cat. "Hey!" I shouted up the stairs. "Knock it off!" But the sounds continued. Annoyed now, I dashed up the stairs, still yelling at the animals to stop their fighting. I had nearly reached the top of the stairs when I remembered that the dogs weren't home. They had been taken for a ride in the car with my parents who'd gone to Wal-Mart to go shopping. So then what in the world was my cat fighting with? Suddenly, everything went quiet. Worried, I called out for my cat and started to climb another step. All at once, I was hit by an unseen force and knocked off the stairs. I slammed into the wall behind me and slumped to the floor. Groaning, I lifted my head, back hurting horribly. I started to get back up until I heard a loud thumping sound. I froze, and slowly lifted my head but saw nothing. Still just an empty staircase. Even though I could see nothing, I thought I could hear the sound of shallow breathing hissing through clenched teeth. The air before me even felt odd and my nose twitched as I became aware of a faint smell, like the worst case of bad breath ever. I looked around myself, trying to figure out where that smell was coming from ,but all I could see was the staircase and the first floor kitchen at it's base. Where was the smell coming from and what was making that breathing? It sounded like it was right in front of me. It did not sound friendly. I freaked and instinctively and threw myself to the side. I felt the sensation of moving air above me and a loud It sounded as as if something large, and heavy hit the wall behind me. I looked over my shoulder but saw nothing. Well, not anything that would make a huge dent in the wall that is. I'm not kidding about the dent in the wall, there was one where there hadn't been one before. My eyes widened! Something big and strong was in the house, even though I couldn't see it. I suddenly realized something. I hadn't seen this thing and I still couldn't; but my cat had. I swore and took off toward the living room. I could hear it coming after me, footsteps echoing behind me. Footsteps I hadn't heard before .though my cat probably had. Maybe, I hadn't heard it before because I wasn't aware it was there. I looked over my shoulder, noticing the air shimmering behind me, as if being hit by a wave of heat. I saw the shimmering move and the walls behind me moved. I ducked, realizing the invisible thing was making another attempt to hit me. I landed on the carpet and rolled sideways. I heard the floor crack and scrambled to my feet, making a mad dash for the front door. The weird heatwave was suddenly in front of me and I felt something large hit me in the chest. I slammed onto the floor on my back. The shimmer moved toward me and I gasped turning sideways and getting back up, dashing back into the kitchen. The thing, whatever it was gave chase, letting out a huge roar that rocked the house. I continued running. My eyes fell on the dish drainer. A steak knife rested inside it. I grabbed the knife and spun around, tossing the knife in the direction I had seen the shimmer. I heard a scream of agony and used that chance to make a break for the back door. behind me ,it shrieked again and I heard it running at me. I reached the door just in time. I jerked open the door and dashed outside, crossing the back yard quickly and hiding inside the garage. I hid behind a large stack of boxes, panting heavily as I tried to figure out what to do. I heard the garage door open moments later and the sound of the thing moving about, trying to find me. I quickly forced myself to control my breathing and listen carefully as it made it's way around the darkened building. As I hid there, hoping against hope it wouldn't find me, my mind began piecing everything together. As I said my cat had seen it before I had. Her strange behavior obviously had been her trying to protect me and she'd most likely lost her life for it. I gritted my teeth, feeling a mixture of anger and sadness form inside me. I no longer cared if I couldn't see it. It was going to pay! I don't know where this sudden thought came to me, but it gave me a reckless bravery. I stood to my feet, my eyes darting around the darkened garage. "Come out, you piece of shit!" I shouted into the darkness. "I'm not going to run from you anymore!" I heard a loud roar and just as I was realizing what I'd just done was the dumbest action ever, I was hit in the chest once more and sent flying into the back wall. I hit the floor and moaned, my whole body hurting. Heavy footsteps came toward me and I looked up, seeing the shimmering thing moving in my direction. I backed up into the wall, eyes wide. I was going to die. I just knew it! But. Just as it was about to deal the final blow. a small furry thing dashed forward and put itself between me and the monster I couldn't see. I stared with wide eyes when I realized this thing was my cat! She was alive! My cat stared up at the shimmering thing which had stopped in mid-run and stared down at the tiny feline. It roared but my cat didn't move, her fur on end and growling. It seemed as if the thing wouldn't come toward me if she was in the way. Before I could even begin to wonder why, a car passed by outside the garage. For a brief moment the headlights lit up the garage and hit my cat right in the eyes, making her large pupils shine a bright green. I don't know what happened after that. One minute the thing was looming over us both ,then there was the bright light and a scream. The next moment, I was laying on the garage floor with my cat rubbing her head against my face, purring loudly. I lifted my head and looked around for the monster. It was gone! I blinked in confusion. What had happened? My cat rubbed her head against my chest and I looked down at her. Relief filled me and I forgot about the creature, picking her up and cuddling her to myself, happy that she was alive. We were like that when my parents came home. I tried explaining what had happened, but they didn't believe me, The damage to the house was gone, as if it had never happened. I didn't try too hard to convince them, realizing it was way too unbelievable anyway. My cat didn't help. Once inside, she'd curled up on the sofa and stared at me, her orange irises looking at me as if she knew some kind of secret. An Internet search came up empy. There were no records of anything like the event I had experienced. However, I did read something about cats being able to chase away evil spirits. The Egyptians believed cats held rays of sunlight in their eyes for safe keeping. Maybe this explained some things. Maybe. . . . . I'm staring at my cat now. She's sitting at the window looking outside, her ears perked up and her eyes on full alert. She looks like a little guard. I smile knowing how true that is.​

I'm sorry about the giant wall of text. every time I try to fix it it winds up lookign worse.  