Eyes on me_Mouse!_Sophia's Feast_Gerald
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Eyes on me
My name is Clara Rising for about as long as I can remember I’ve felt as though someone was always watching me even as a kid. I don’t know why but, the feeling was just there even when it waswww.onedoor.cc clear that I was alone. I am 23 years old I live by myself as a writer that’s somewhat accomplished I wake up this morning refreshed after my late night gaming session. I love playing overwatch it’s easier to climb than I thought with the right people. I check the clock 7:00am huh? If I remember correctly I have a book signing today at Barnes & Noble near the harbor. I have to be there by ten so I have ti...
Mouse!
(This uses a triangular sequence to determine the number of words per line, and per paragraph https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triangular_number. A couple of the longer lines seem to wrap as well - not clear how to resolve that with this editor.)Mouse!Inmy house.Iknow notwhence it came.Eyesbeady eyesglare at meand whiskers chuff away.“Shoo!”I shoutand heavily stomp.“Get you gone now,beast, and forever hie away.”“No,”it squeaks;its nose twitches,“It cannot be done,I’m so sorry to say.”And I’m perplexed and ever vexed.“What?”I wonder.“How dare you?What insolence is this?”Such a cheeky little moused...
Sophia's Feast
I am Sophia. I live in the window of my pet's home. She pats me now and then, but knows I'd rather she not unless it's dinnertime. My pet's name is Theresa. She has her own litter and they are all as annoying as you could imagine. They jump in front of me with their loud chortles, forcing me to swipe at them, to which I hear a scream or two, sometimes crying, but at least they back off. The youngest one will soon be like this too, but she's still too wobbly on her feet to touch me. She hasn't learned to jump like the older two. The males seem to need to display their agility in some capacity e...
Gerald
“Somebody has to tell Gerald that Peter moved out.”Morgan and Nic, Peter’s parents, thought about doing rocks, paper, scissors to see who would do it. It’s not that they were afraid of Gerald. They simply didn’t know how to broach the subject with a three-headed monster. Which head would they give the news to? Did it matter? Neither one of them had been in Peter’s room since they packed up his things and dropped him off at the university.“Don’t forget to tell Gerald that I’m gone,” he said to them as he was folding t-shirts in his new dorm, while Morgan and Nic stood in the doorway trying to s...