[misty]

this story that I have been working on.............just as she closes the door she hears what must be some kind of small animal let out a small whimper. She continues to walk along the path until she hears the sound again. She turns her head and tries to see what it is, but sees nothing. She continues to walk along the moonlit path and tries to ignore the haunting sound that is ripping at her heart. The sound gets louder and she begins to walk faster. Her heart begins to race and she can¡¯t hear herself think. All she can hear is the sound of the animal. The sound morphs into words as she runs from it all, and she trips over a root that had pulled itself from the ground... as if it knew that she would one day stumble over it. Her glasses fall to the ground in front of her, and she scrambles to find them once more. Her head throbs with the sound of the animals piercing voice, and she begins to feel tears well up in her eyes. The animals¡¯ voice still gets louder, and the woman tucks her knees to her chest. Her tears fall to the ground and the soil dampens. "What is happening to me?" Her voice cuts through the darkness in her mind, but still the sound of the animal grows louder. She wipes the tears from her face and tries to bring herself to her feet once more. She is weak... her head rushes and she falls back to the ground. "STOP IT" she screams at the top of her lungs and then the path seems to disappear. She stops her sobbing and looks to see what is really happening. A small black cat walks to her gaze. The sound of the animal stops, and the cat sits in front of her. It's eyes were glowing, a pale silverish green... A slight breeze cast its way through the trees, and the cat tips its ears back. Its eyes still focused on hers. A tear slides across the line of her cheek bone and lands softly on her hand. The cat flicks its tail and tips its ears back forward. Its eyes squint and the cat stretches out to sniff the odd womans¡¯ hand. She freezes and watches the cat contently. She can feel the cats¡¯ soft wet nose etch its way across her hand to the cold sharp tear that is centered in-between her knuckles. The cat purrs and rubs its cheek to her knee. "What does this cat want from me?" The voice in her head breaks through the image of the cat and reminds her of her glasses that the cat is so timidly sitting on. She reaches out to pick up the glasses, but the cat bumps her hand back and rolls out over them. Still purring, the cat paws at her hand and rolls back and forth playfully. This cat seems familiar to her, but she just can¡¯t figure out why. Her eyes meet with the cats and she looses herself in its thought. She begins to tremble and the cat deepens her into its mind. She tries to break herself away but she cant. Her heart speeds its pace, she wants to scream but the sound locks itself in her throat. The cat lets out a deep growl and pins its ears back. Her mind throbs and she looses all of her strength. She feels her body go limp, and the cat digs its claws into her leg. Blood trickles down her thigh and burns her flesh ... (This is part of a story that I just randomly started typing....I am not going to type any more...unless you want me too. Sorry that I typed this...I am soooo bored. Well you read it and feel free to tell me what you think of it...)