One time I saw a black cat on the street. It was silent, not making a sound at all. It walked on its paws, one foot in front of the other, not even making a glance at its surroundings. Not even me.
The next day, I saw the cat again. Though, this time I noticed its small thin body, as if it hadn't ate in awhile. By the looks of it, the cat was a stray. It would be better to leave the cat alone, as it seemed it didn't want any other being to interfere with it.
This was the third day I have seen this cat, honestly I don't know why I even bothered to stare at it once again. The cat walked slower in a way, but still didn't dare to look back at me. I felt kind of bad, but its not like I could do anything anyways,
The fourth day, the cat was gone. I never saw that cat again.
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Eyes Down And Away
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