The blinds are shut
The lights turned off
The only sound is the whirring of fans
Pit pat pit pat
Paws tread on the cold, tiled floor
Crunch
Food is crushed in the small cats mouth
It's ears perk up
It hears something
Slap slap slap
The sound of a child's feet hitting the floor echoes
Splash
Ice drops into water as a she fills her cup
The child stays in the kitchen
Crash!
She has fallen over
Something is wrong
The cat purrs as it rubs her face against the small child, asking to be pet
But the little girl would not touch the cat again
The sound of silence fills the room again
But the sound more overwhelming was the sound of
Death
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Short Stories, Poems, and Just Ideas
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