The Cat
The wind was whispering softly against the rugged surface of a cliff, the turbulent air making its way in to a small opening. A leaf from a tree near by releases its grip and falls down, as it falls the wind plays with it, softly carrying it up and...
Forget me not
"it is, what it is" I said and grabbed my long jacket from the hanger. Today would be the day, I would finally get my revenge from that pile of filth. I reached for the doorknob and twisted it lightly, sighing heavily, this might be the last time I...