What Happened This Morning.

there was a cat lying down beside a tree just outside the school. it was rather cute. white fur, and brownish-grey spots. i said hi. it didn't respond. i wondered why it was sleeping so early in the morning.

it's eyes were open. pretty blue eyes, i peered in. strange, why are its eyes not tracking? and why is it so glazed?

-silence as we realize the stillness of its torso-

i prod it with a stick. it was hard.


and dead.