Today when I got home from work there was a grey cat in my house. I don't know how it got in, all my windows and doors were shut tight. I let her though since having a living, breathing thing with me was nice. I was never very social but moving to another state just a month ago made it even harder. After a few hours of peting her, she walked to a hole in the brick wall and leaped outside into the night. This went on for a few weeks until I started to wonder where she went every night. So after she left I followed her on all fours crawling behind her careful not to scare her. Being that it's night I can't see much. I run into someone's legs. I look up horrified and see a boy crossing his arms with his eyebrows raised, smiling at me. "I see you found Loreena," he said gesturing to the cat. As he helped me to my feet he said, "Name's Cry. And you are...?" "Golden," I stated.
