Spookychild’s writings

Dixon had been sitting by Kia‘s mother, his head on his paws.  But when Kia entered the room  he had stood up. He had followed her to the kitchen. He was now standing in the doorway, panting, and staring at her. Looking at him one could see the only thing on his mind was food.

Kia watched him while she moved and he watched her. She filled his bowl. She paused and waited as Sandy entered the kitchen. She impatiently approached him, crying. She walked under his head and rubbed her tail along his neck. Dixon never moved but continued to watch Kia. She laughed and put his dish down saying “OK.” If that was Dixon’s que to go to his dish. He proceeded to inhale.

Sandy was a different story. She was fed on the corner table. Can you put her food on the table and step back. Sandy meowed and looked at Kia.” Go on it is on the table.” Sandy meowed again and stood up walking by Kia and rubbing her tail on her legs. Kia let out a snort, picked Sandy up and placed her in front of her food dish. Sandy inspected it and sniffed. Then she looked up at Kia, as if saying “Are you sure this is mine?” Then she turned back and began to eat gingerly.

Kia watched her for a moment. Something had occurred to her. If things had gone according to plan last night Sandy would be an orphan again. Kia would be in the river, or the morgue, or in the hospital at very least. Kia’s mom would not be on the computer, playing around. And neither Dixon nor Sandy would have gotten breakfast.

The thoughts felt so strange to Kia. last night was so distant, it was a dream or a nightmare. She had not jumped. She had wanted to last night, but she had not been able to. There was no regret either way, she did not feel sorry for what she had almost done. She did not feel sorry for her mom or her cat. Well, she did feel a little sorry for her cat. she did not feel sorry that she had not been able to do it, not right now. She did feel sorry at the time. She had been mad, she had been furious. Now she was only on decisive about what should have happened, or even what had happened. It was too unreal, , the night, the bridge, and he,

Coming soon!