~The cat. The boy. The playground.

There was once a boy who was playing by himself at a playground. He noticed a stray cat at the end of the slide. She was not a pretty cat, just an average stray. The boy was sitting on the swing and gazed at the cat. He began to fancy the cat and meowed at her. The cat, surprisingly, responded.

He decided to keep the cat and walked towards her. The cat's eye glistened under the bright afternoon sun. Just when he was about to scoop the cat up, the cat sped away. The boy gave chase for fear of losing the cat.

The chase went on, and suddenly, the cat stopped on her tracks and stared straight at the boy. She said, "I want to be your's even though i know i would soon be under your clutches if you choose to forsake me or hurt me. I ran just so you would remember that it wasnt any easy task to have me. Take me home, my faith, you have decided for me"

-written by yours truly. inspired by haruki murakami's kafka on the shore.
Sun tanned on: 6:27 PM




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