After the trip to the hospital, I returned home and ran upstairs to my room. I fall onto my bed and let out a small cry. "Look at this," I said to my cat. "my little kitten," I continued. "my little puff of Smoke." I pat Smoke's head gently. I can feel her purr. At least I can feel something. I thought. "At least you can hear me." I look at my phone. 12:59 PM.
Shit man, it's almost 1:00AM!
"Smoke, it's nap time." I pick up Smoke and gently lift her to my chest. I turn the light off and try to fall asleep. I check the time.
1:01 AM
1:20 AM
1:48 AM
2:20 AM
Come on! Fall asleep dammit!
"Grraagh!" I jolt upright, scaring Smoke. "Sorry Smoke, I can't sleep. Or hear." I added. She looked at me and fell back asleep. If only I could do that.
I slid off of my bed and trudged downstairs. Looking at the fridge, I open it and grab a jar of pickles, a pack of dried beef, and a container of creame cheese. Don't drop anything. I thought over and over. I grab a spoon and a fork. I slowly open the pickle jar, trying to not make any noise. I pick a few pickles and cover them in creame cheese, then place them inside pieces of dried beef. "Yes." I say quietly. I love this shit. I finished making a few pigs in a blanket, and put everything away. I grab my Gatorade waterbottle and fill it up with water. I grab a cat treat on the way towards the stairs.
I start to walk upstairs, carefully balancing all of the food. Don't fall. Don't fall.
I made it up the stairs and rested the food onto my desk next to my bed. "Look, I brought you a treat!" I showed Smoke a small cat treat. Smoke jumped up immediately and started purring.
There you go.
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Everything is Quiet
RomanceA young high school boy named Barry is a music-loving chorus boy. One day, he has this amazing dream about singing and dancing, but when he wakes up... he's completely deaf! After a trip to the hospital, Barry has to go to school like normal, but ca...
