Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Unjournalling, Day 4

Today I shall attempt to write a paragraph about a cat attacking something, only I will not use the words "hiss", "scratch", or "pounce".

Slinking its way across the floor, a young cat eyes its newly found prey. A few feet in front of the cat's delicate paws, a string twitches, agitated. The cat leaps! Its wild eyes dart around the room, following the string. Digging its needle-like claws into the clean, white carpet, the young cat chases the string. Suddenly, the string vanishes! Now there is nothing but a large hand stroking the cat's silken fur, and a lingering echo of laughter.

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