Her
Little
White
Ball
Of
Despair
Was
Nowhere
To
Be
Seen
Just
Casual
Cat
Fights
-echoing
Outside
Her
Window
A
Tornado
Of
Tiredness
Rocked
Her
Body
In
Powerful
Waves
But
Was
She
Tired?
Or just depressed?
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The White Cat
Short StoryShe's full of despair- losing her way A cat. Changing her. In unexplained ways. Her only saviour. *** ©2015 TheHuntersBird
