Cat Tattoo

Allyson woke up startled, as if she had been dreaming of falling, and knocked off both her cell phone and the glass of water from the nightstand, making for a not so nice beginning of a brand new day. She sat on her pillow waiting for her breathing and heart rate normalize before putting her feet on the cold floor, wondering where her slippers could have gone.

“Who is that?”, she asked. “No, seriously, who is speaking?”

Her confusion was aggravated by the fact that there were no one else in her room.

“Hey, stop that!”, she shouted, a hint of fear in her voice. “I said stop it!” Continue reading