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[[File:New Sammy .png|thumb|An artist's rendition of Sammy the Cat.]]
'''''Sammy the Cat''''' is a creepypasta story that revolves around a mysterious DVD of an obscure show.

In late November, the narrator inherits a home and finds a DVD while clearing out the estate of their great-aunt. The DVD, titled “Sammy the Cat,” was from 2019, which was dumbfounding because the great-aunt passed away in 2020.

The show features a person in a homemade cat costume. The cat, predominantly white with black patches and spots, has large cheeks, googly eyes, and stitches on the front portion of the body.

The show starts with the cat staring at the camera for a long time before the screen goes white. It then cuts to the costumed man eating from a bowl of what appears to be raw meat. Afterward, the man leaves the frame and returns, holding the hand of a masked woman.

It’s suggested to be more than just an indie film.

The drawing belongs to Nekojaf from Tumblr; it came from artfight.net. JosephTheSnail owns the rights to Sammy the Cat.
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In late November, I inherited a home and was in the process of clearing out what was left of the estate of my great-aunt, who had passed away, when I stumbled upon a very odd DVD of an obscure show. The box was badly damaged, but the disc was in perfect condition. The mystery had piqued my interest, so I loaded it up on my DVD player to check it out, and there were no problems with starting the DVD, except for a black screen which only lasted 30 seconds.

After the screen went to black, the text "Sammy the Cat" slowly rolled over the screen, followed by the year 2019 in a smaller font, and this was dumbfounding because my great-aunt passed away in 2020, and we were only recently granted access to her estate. I’m told that many of these DVDs were watched by a child who would babysit when she still lived at home. She was at a nursing home from 2017 until she passed.

After the title card, the screen quickly faded into white; the white fades into a shot of a lightly furnished, mostly empty room with a door to the left. Rather quickly, a large cat entered the frame. This cat is prominently white but has black patches and spots, and the screen was very blurry, so it's really hard to make out, but it appeared to be some kind of person in a cat costume. As it turned out, I noticed the large cheeks, googly eyes, and stitches on the front portion of his body; the odd proportions of the costume led me to believe it to be homemade. After turning around, the cat proceeds to stare in the direction of the camera for what felt like minutes until, again, the screen went white, which lasted for a solid minute.

After a few minutes of white screen, the costumed man is seen eating from a bowl—a bowl of what appears to be raw meat. After emptying the bowl, the man leaves the frame, only to return about 30 seconds later, holding the hand of a masked woman. The woman was silent and frozen, and I’d almost assume she was unconscious if not for her footsteps alongside him. The man leads her to the bedside and sits her down. He sits down next to her until he eventually starts to shake, and the shakes start to get worse and more aggressive, and the man is now slightly turned away from the woman and is, once again, sitting completely still. This must've lasted several minutes until he reached back and grabbed the woman by the neck. The woman lets out a blood-curdling scream that is so loud that the camera struggles to pick it up. The man covered his ears and began yelling. The man stood up, also pulling her up involuntarily. The woman is dragged by her neck and then dropped.

By this point, my heart is racing, and I am confused and in shock at what I’ve found. This felt too real and unhinged to be some kind of indie film, but filled with dread, I continued to watch it unfold. Little did I know, however, I soon wished I would've turned it off.

After dropping the woman, the man frantically runs through a door to the left side of the main room, perhaps a small closet, because his right leg was still sticking out. When inside, he shuffles around for about 10 to 20 seconds until he suddenly turns around to reveal a long-barreled shotgun pointed directly towards the woman. The woman, still blindfolded, is sat on the floor, unsettlingly silent. There is an overwhelming sense of hopelessness that flows through my body as I watch her exist, completely oblivious to what’s pointed at her. She isn’t allowed to see it coming, and after standing for a moment, the man lowers the gun, casually walks over to the camera, and turns it off. The screen goes dark, and that is the last contents of the DVD. This woman was presumably killed in this scene because I heard a gunshot during it, and what followed was the blood-curdling scream of a woman, and the show ended.

After the show ended, after a few days of boredom and some hesitation, I decided to report the disc to the local police department. They took it as evidence, but I’d be lying if I said I’d heard anything back. I became concerned about what had happened to the woman, and I would prefer the closure of knowing rather than the uneasy ignorance that I've been living in for the past few weeks. I've been terrified of something I hoped wasn't true but was afraid it might be. It was eating me alive, so yesterday I decided to reach back into the box where I found the original DVD because I knew I hadn’t looked very thoroughly the first time. After anxiously searching for about 30 seconds, a convulsive shock is delivered throughout my entire body, and when I see it, to my dismay, I spotted yet another unlabeled, damaged disc container sitting alongside the border of the box, but I couldn’t bring myself to touch it, and more less open it, and ever since then, I’ve been feeling uneasy. I’ve thought about disposing of it so I don’t have to deal with it, but I don’t want to get rid of something that may potentially be the solution of a case. However, there was more than I thought.

Without hesitation, I grabbed the DVD and inserted the damaged disc. I was hoping for more evidence, and these were the events that occurred after the first disc: The disc was broken, but started with a cat again, and he was talking to a 5-year-old boy. He asked the boy to follow him to the blender that was in the previous disc; he then picked up the boy and (somehow) turned him into a smoothie, and then the cat came back to his closet and put the long-double-barreled shotgun into the closet, letting out a huge sigh as though he regretted what he had done, and the entire thing was cut, and the DVD ended.

I started questioning this show and the fact that the man didn't even put it in the nearby shop for DVDs except for my great-aunt’s house. I turned off the DVD, and took it out of my player, and also reported it to the police department. I shared some of the evidence with them, and I have many questions after doing so and upon visiting the PD, I found out that he was already serving time in prison on unrelated charges, and they are now investigating the contents of the second DVD of the show.

I feared for my life; I had never seen anything unexplainable and weird until now, and to this day, a feeling of dread is always looming over me, and I feel like I did something wrong. When I tell people about this moment, they always give me strange looks, and they keep assuming I had a bad nightmare, which I didn't; at least from the later events, it was all a nightmare.

I'm sorry; this should’ve been prevented, but due to my curiosity, I wanted to watch the show because I wanted to know what it was. I'm now feeling guilty for what just happened, even though I didn't do anything wrong.

I was getting tired, so I went to bed, but the show stayed on my mind while I tried to sleep, and eventually I drifted off.

As I was trying to go to sleep to forget about what happened today, I started dreaming, and this dream seemed normal at first. I will share you my dream, if you can call it that. To me, I call it a nightmare.

I'm sitting in my chair, my living room is decently furnished, and my TV is running in complete static. The static ended after 12 minutes. The old Warner Bros. logo flashed onto the screen, revealing "Sammy the Cat." I knew how this was going to go, but I don't recall seeing the Warner Bros. logo at the beginning. Was it made by Warner Bros.? Maybe it was a lost show; I don't know; I continued watching.

The episode began with the camera pressed against Sammy's face with that giant fake smile, and what I could make out was that there were finger holes where the eyes are. The thing I never heard from Sammy was his voice.

"Hello there! I would like to talk."

His voice was cheerful, deep, and loud; it sounded like he was old. He spoke out to me. I tried moving, but I was having those dreams where you couldn't move. He then said some sentences that made my heart break.

"Your great-aunt deserved to die."

When that sentence came out of his mouth, it broke my heart, and I held back the urge to cry.

"I loved her; she left me. When she left me, I was broke. That's why I tried to make my own show to get my money back."

The voice was getting closer and closer to the screen; it almost sounded like he was whispering into my ear. I began to get chills. I could hold back the tears. Sammy saw me doing this, and then the camera zoomed in on what appeared to be a shotgun in his hand.

I eventually stopped tearing up, looking blankly at the shotgun. My eyes were now shaking. Sammy pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting the camera and possibly the cameraman as well—as I heard a bloodcurdling scream and saw drops of blood, with the camera glitching.

The television turned off, and I heard an aggressive knock at the door beside me. I had nowhere to go. I accepted my fate; Sammy barged into my room, holding a sledgehammer; the cat ran towards me and bashed me with it; I went to sleep and am now unconscious.

I finally woke from the nightmare, and I'm happy I'm alive with no bruises or anything. I got the idea to call Warner Brothers. because I saw their logo on the TV during that nightmare, so it was appropriate to do so.

I dialed the company and asked them if they had ever heard of a show called Sammy the Cat or anything related to it. I was met by an unexpected response: they said yes and much to my shock. The guy who played Sammy was friends with people behind Warner Brothers., commonly known to the people as the "warners." The show was in the works, but the workers noticed that the man was upset about something, so they decided to end production with Sammy the Cat entirely.

Sammy’s actor was suffering from schizophrenia, anxiety, and depression. If I'm being honest, I kind of feel bad for him, despite the fact that he was a serial killer.

Now keep in mind that if you call the company and ask them about Sammy the Cat, they will try to hide the truth by saying, "No, we don't have a show called that." I have the truth now.

We’ve been on that call for so long, so I hung up, and for the company’s sake, don't call the company and ask them about the show, for goodness sake, and if you’re wondering how I'm doing now, I'm feeling down as a person, I have depression, and I have anxiety about things; I do not have schizophrenia, however.

Anyways, thank you for reading, and whoever is reading this. I wanted to get my story out there somewhere. I just want you to know, be careful, and think before you watch things. If you want to watch these things, do it at your own risk.<center>'''Previous | [[Sammy's Secret|Next]]'''</center>
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Written by [[User:JosephTheSnail|JosephTheSnail]]

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