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Maybe my story life may be what you are experiencing now... I don't know where to start...I forgot a lot of things... I have met many people, lost the most precious things, lost myself and given up on myself, escaped reality and the cruelty of life, hiding in the darkness, the shackles of desire and interests, the bound puppets, the broken wings and the courage to rush towards freedom. Can I find myself reborn, unwilling to be mediocre but willing to fall, loving life to the point of hating life, myself, and the world? I don't know if it's me or the world that has changed. Everything must have changed... What I need: courage, confidence, sunshine... How should I face my messy life when I suffer from depression... I don't know when it will get better, and maybe it won't. It is also possible that I will meet someone who will help me lead a normal life...

Black cats are very similar to Bombay cats, and their bodies are also pitch black. At that time, black cats were considered to be the pets of witches. People believed that witches had their 'Familiar'.