Written by Monsterbat:

The mouse didn't know about the afterlife. It just started to move. After that evil cat had eaten him whole, it felt extremely liberating to climb back out of the jaws of death. It travelled to the nearest art supply store, and started to look around. It finally came to the big cheese: a large, yellow coloured notebook with holes made to give the illusion of a dairy product. Mr. Whiskers screamed with joy. He strained to open the notebook. He achieved his goal, but not without a price. The strain was too much. He began to fade, untill he was nothing more than a mere artists doodle on a white backdrop.

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ganymeder almost 7 years ago

Galen, I couldn't figure out how to sign off and create a new account for my son, so I just had him write the story on my account. :)

DoctorMikeReddy almost 7 years ago

Never too young to start, Monsterbat, and thanks for the comment on my story. Did your Mum tell you it is (very loosely) based on something that happened.

Galen almost 7 years ago

Hah! Great first story. Welcome Monsterbat.

@Ganymeder, just looked and it's a firefox thing again. That orange bit in the top right corner will let you sign out, but the scroll bar is covering most of it. I'll make it bigger so FF doesn't blot it out! :)

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Author Catherine Russell shares her life with her high school sweetheart, their son, and two ferocious puppies in the Wilds of Ohio while writing short stories, editing her novel, and learning more about the craft every day. Her work has been published in Flash Me magazine, Metro Fiction, Beyond Centauri, and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume One‘ and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume Two‘ anthologies.

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