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Write a story about someone who loses their cat.

Posted in Sad on Oct 26, 2022

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The Coffeemaker's Cat

Submitted to Contest #30

 The Coffeemaker lived on La Rossa Strada, so named because most of the buildings on either side of the street were painted red. He lived in the upstairs of an old building faded nearly to pink, and had his coffee shop in the downstairs, where large windows looked out on the wide, stone street. A bright counter ran in a gleaming curve like a wooden C around the left side of the shop, as seen from outside. Behind the counter, like a great palace in miniature, was the machine. The Coffeemaker’s espresso machine. It stood nearly three feet...

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Pet People

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As soon as I stepped across the border into this new town, I knew something was up. Much to my displeasure, my parents worked for the government and got transferred here out West. I was perfectly happy living where we were, in the big city. Now, I’d have to graduate high school in some strange small town.Dad slowed the car down right as we crossed the invisible line formed by the Welcome to Normal sign. I shivered. The name did not inspire confidence that normal would be a part of my future. “Dad, Mom, did you feel that?”Dad g...

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Luna

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There was once that day.That day that melted into the background of the clear, crisp crust of sunset. It (the sunset) sort of had puffs of clouds that seemed to give off vibes of toy-story-perfection, the colors that swirled behind it (of course) were so extra to the POINT that no one even (as heck!) would notice such cloud-like-wonders. The wonders didn't end there: in fact, they HAVE only begun. Beginning with the sunset and ending… With her smile. Streams of golden waves of hair that flowed: down her back. Blue-blue eyes; but not the type...

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Turns Out, Self Help Books About Necromancy Aren't That Helpful

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The second coffee grew cold as my sighs grew old. It rested on my kitchen counter, mocking me, right next to the trash can. I should just knock it over and let the whole thing be gone. The five bucks I spent on it were already gone, so there’s nothing to lose. But I didn’t. Originally, I wasn’t even planning on buying a second coffee. But when the barista said, “your usual one coffee just for yourself,” with a sneer smile--he didn’t actually have one of those--as I held up the line of people ready to spend twenty pus dollars on beverages for...

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9 to 1 odds

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“Darla! Daarrrlllaaa!” I hear Caitie calling for me from the doorway of our little suburban townhouse. Part of me wants to turn around. To forget the mission and just go home to 12 Darling Drive and play the “good kitty” role forever. But I know what I have to do. I just hope Caitie can forgive me if I don’t come home this time. Please don’t judge me too harshly, it was never my intention to break a little girl’s heart. I guess I should probably start from the beginning. My real name is Alexandra Rogers. I am part of a secret organization ca...

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The 50 Houdinis

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"ELENA!," my little sister's voice booms through the room. I take off my headphones. "Geez, Audry, you didn't have to be so loud," "Yes, I did. I've been trying to get your attention for an hour!" she responds. I raise an eyebrow. "An hour?" "Yes! I started at 9:38, and now it's 9:41!," Audry snaps. I sigh. Audry is five, and doesn't know much about anything. She claims she knows everything there is to know about time, though, because she has this little pink digital watch. Therefore, I know it's useless to correct her. “Okay, then. What is ...

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Chat Perdu

Submitted to Contest #30

It’s been ten days since Millie went missing. For the tenth day in a row, I wake up breathing easy. There's no suffocating weight pressing down on my chest. Only ease, and silence, and solitude. I lay there for a few moments, breathing deeply, waiting for the alarm to sound... only to realize, after a glance at the clock, that I’ve slept through it. I throw the covers off; of their own volition, my hands make as if to shoo away a stubborn creature. My feet land gingerly on the floor, as if to avoid stepping on a stray tail. I make my way to ...

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The Ladies Who Look For Cats

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That’s what we call them in our town. Or sometimes the ladies who look after cats. Or both. They tend to appear at dawn or dusk. Not every dawn, not every dusk, and not exclusively at those times. But if you want to stand a reasonable chance of encountering one of the ladies who look for cats, then it’s best to venture out into the little market square before the stalls have even been put up, or after they have been packed away. Of course, when it is midwinter and dawn comes late, or when it is midsummer and daw...

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The Great Cat Crusade

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     “Okay, Minerva.” Jupiter sprawled out on her stomach, legs in the air, dress bunched around her bottom. If her aunt saw her, Jupiter was sure to be scolded about how “unladylike” her position was and how she was showing her underwear to all of Cocatrali Island—but why everyone on the island would bother looking at her underwear, Jupiter couldn’t say.     Minerva—who’d recently celebrated her fourth birthday—looked at her sister with serious eyes as well. “Jupey!”    &...

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Boxed

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“Ginger!” Lucas called as he walked deeper into the forest. She had been missing for twelve days, nearly two weeks, and Lucas would do anything to get her back. He had put up flyers, rewards, arranged search parties, and spent many long hours in the woods calling her name. Nothing seemed to work. He was ready to try anything, even selling all his organs on the dark web just to get her back.  “Lucas, maybe we should turn in for the night. We have a big test tomorrow,” his roommate, Caleb, advised. Caleb was the best roomma...

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Mon precieux chat

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Maria has lived her life alone with her cat. Her husband long dead. Her children have forgotten how their mother had cared for them. Her little cat Nina is all she lives for now. She makes sure she is fed and groomed, and leaves out every Saturday to buy Nina her favorite food. She sits in her chair little Nina on her lap as she watches whatever soap opera is on. One day she left out to buy Nina her food and without noticing she left the door open. Just a crack. Barely noticeable. After a few minutes Nina saw the crack. She started wond...

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Ikigai... and the rest of life

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 It is the end of another autumn day. Artemas Brown has been on this Earth for 25 years and this is the first time he decides to see a scribe or writer, as they are commonly known now, to have his fate rewritten. The reason for this is or course love. I lost her, Artemas looks in her direction, and notices how her lips touch another man’s; the delicacy but also the intensity, and his heart shrivels in his chest. It all started with Ingrid’s birthday, Ingrid the girl he was in love with for most of his life, had chosen for him to sit nex...

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Three Miles to Go

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“I know you hate being in that damn cage, but I can’t let you out. I really wish you would stop crying; this is hard enough without you making all that racket.” Normally, I’m an aggressive and impatient driver, but today I’m driving slower than usual. I figure if I can stretch out the drive, it will prolong Tiger’s life by a few more minutes.I wipe away some tears. “This is your last day on this planet, and you’re spending it in a cage. I am so sorry. You should be in my daughter’s arms, purring and rubbing your head against her face.” The l...

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Black Cat

Submitted to Contest #30

Ainsley huddled up by the fire, not reacting as Selene explained what Ainsley already knew. Black Cat is dead. Selene explained it slowly, standing close like a mother hen to her chicks. She tilted her head, likely expecting Ainsley to cry, whimper, or deny the truth. No tears came, though the news left a dull, heavy ache in her chest. She had never really liked the cat. It was strange to think she would no longer have the opportunity to yell at him or pat him on the head. In the many days he'd been missing, she'd come to realize that he cou...

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Go ask Mia

Submitted to Contest #30

Why is Mia’s life different now than it was a few days ago? Go ask Mia. I think she’ll know. This is her story as she told it to me, her Opa (grandfather).  Her Omi (grandmother) had read to her Alice in Wonderland, with both her Omi and her Opa acting out the parts of some of the characters in the book. The story plus the acting out of some of the scenes by her grandparents filled her imagination like last week’s Thanksgiving dinner had filled her stomach. It especially meant something to her as she, like Alice, is ...

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