Writing Prompt

I remember when they found me , cold wrapped round me - my only blanket .

My only comfort the mist

The cold .

The jeering voices .

They took me in ,relaxing my frozen bones .

That was my home .

Now years have passed .

They still feed me , need me ; love me like I love them .

All i ok ....

Midnight. Black. Star. Mister. Moon. Shadow. Spook. Raven. Onyx. Names. Families. Life. I don't want to be here. I don't want to leave. I don't want to feel. But I do. From house to house. Person to person. Life to life. I felt happiness at my creation, but time went on, I got lonely. Someone found me, my first owner. I felt overwhelming joy, happiness, belonging. But they left, the first of many....

I've heard people say that they're different than those that came before them. I've heard it enough to believe that it's false.

Sure, each individual has slightly different characteristics than the last, but they always follow the same cycle.

I would know, considering I've been the family cat for centuries.

Most recently, I was passed to the eldest daughter, named Alyssa, a woman with three chil...

I do not remember my mother, nor my siblings or even if I had any. The first thing I can recall, is the lushness of grass, the smell of sea and the small hands of a ginger child.

She picked me up and I hissed and spat, I was small then, even in her hands. A ginger cat, for a ginger child

How I loved her, and her children, and even their children. I remember her ginger hair going gray, her bright...

I still remember the one who found me as a little squawking mass, dying underneath the orange tree. Her name was Paula, and she was small when she picked me up and carried me with care to the dining room. “No!” Her parents screamed. “Put it back outside!” She begged and begged, though, and soon I was put into a cage. She got me a branch, good food, and spent lots of time with me. Less as she got b...

I’m loving this new type of material to lay down on. It helps to keep me cool and is softer than any of the other ones I have experienced thus far. My family loves me as well they should I have been with them for generations. I remember the first generation I lived with, it was so many years ago.

That first generation was living in the woods of 17th century Virginia, a colony of the new world. Li...

Hi I’m I’m jimmy and I’m just a dog.

I don’t want to live with this curse I was happy and smart and I used to care about the world but now I hate it.

I stopped loving my owners, I stopped loving my friends, I stopped being in relationships, and even treats.

I hade a son and he died before I did, I had a daughter and she died before I did, and I had a wife,

and she died before I did.

And now I just...

A new stage, wave after wave. Sit still, do not part. A broken heart lays distant, distant and grave are many; the souls I have watched buried. Heart after heart, a new one built another broken. Seeing them depart, one by one. Replaced by their kin, replaced by what I once thought irreplaceable. Time, desaturated color of fine silk. Rings rusted, leather torn. Patter of feet echoing around me, the...

I do not remember much from before the man in the strange coat took the cover off my cage. Most of the time, I had been in darkness. I could hear people talking occasionally, but there was no good way to measure the passage of time. I had heard his voice plenty of times before, but seeing the man's face was a shock. Even having never seen a face before, his crooked yellow teeth and impossibly dark...

It all started when my boy and I were walking in a woods behind his grandparents home in the country. Since we’d been chasing and exploring for about an hour, I got really thirsty. I sniffed the smell of water and rushed off. What I found was a small trickle of ice cold water coming from between some rocks. I took a deep drink. I’ve had lots creek water before but this was different, very differ...