Once this person was full of life was now just a shell of his past being. He stared into the room seeing nothing but blurry shapes moving across his vision. He sat in a battered brown leather armchair covered with old tartan blankets draped over the back of the seat. He wore a dark blue striped shirt that hung loose on his large body. It was covered with food stains, where food had fallen down his front whilst eating. On his bottom half he wore dark brown cotton trousers, which were coated in white cat hairs. These hairs came from the two white birman cats he kept as pets. One was called Mimi which was a thin little thing, eventhough it was 8 years old. The second one was called Pushkin and it was a bulky cat with thick creamy fur covering it's body. Both cats were very loyal to the man and could often be found either on his lap or resting behind his head on the back of the chair.
He was a lovely character always rambling on to you about aliens and cars. He was a solid figure always surviving, no matter what was happening he was the rock of the whole family. He was there when his wife was going through breast cancer and was there by her side as she recovered from the cancer, knee operation and hip operation. Now as he was at his low, the rock had dissapeared and the whole family is in despair... How will they survive without their rock?
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The Man Who Did Not See
Short StoryThe death of a loved one always affects the people surrounding them.