(Warning, there is some mild language and talk of starving)

I hadn't used them much, they were way beyond my control. It was scary to use them, it felt like my body went numb and you could feel every atom in your being vibrating vigorously. In a way, I felt connected to the universe.

It had been around a week or so since I had eaten, they wanted to keep me thin so that I could fit an ideal they all had, it took a toll on me. Mentally I was losing my shit, physically I was frail and brittle. It made me insecure, why did I have to fit how other people want me to be, am I not good enough the way I am? The way I could eat anything but if I ate, I wouldn't be able to keep it down.

My body was in ketosis, eating away at any fat and muscle that I had on my small frame. I staggered whenever I walked. I was weak, tired, and honestly, I felt as if I was on the brink of death. My world constantly spun and faded in and out.

Laying on the cold concrete floor, all I could do was watch as my world moved around me.

Breathing in...
Breathing out...
Fading in.
And out.

Closing my eyes, I positioned myself flat. I thought of what I really wanted, what I was tired of, why I was here, and in the midst of my thoughts I caught the slightest whiff of something cooking. I know it wasn't for me, it smelled good. Nothing compared to what I had eaten before. My mouth began salivating at the mere thought of what it could've been.

That is when I think I completely lost myself. I couldn't hear, I couldn't control. I only had only goal in mind and that was to get whatever it was that I was smelling.

I shot up and my hands gripped the steel bars so hard that they had turned white. My ears folded back and my tail flicked vigorously. I looked around frantically, looking for where the smell could be coming from. I noisily rattled the bars of my cage. My family could hear the desperation. They fearfully called out to me to quiet down.

I heard none of it.

I became more agitated and aggressive as the smell grew stronger, my body heated up and I could feel the bars growing hot as well. Without my own knowledge I had melted the bars I was pulling on. Still, I proceeded, I grabbed another bar and clanged my cage aggressively, and when there was an opening large enough for me to fit through, I dashed in the direction of the smell.

After a bit of searching and finding the source, I feasted upon whatever it was, not caring about what it was or whose it was, I just ate.

I had heard the sound of shoes approaching at a rapid pace. Four men, I could smell them. They all rushed in and attempted to drag me from the food.

"You bitch, you think this was made for you?!" One yelled pulling on my hair. "How did she escape?!" Another yelled. I resisted for as long as I could, I just wanted some food, It was their fault I was starving in the first place. I turned quickly and clawed one of them in the face and almost as if out of reflex, all of the remaining men pounced on me.