#WritcoStoryChallenge
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? She heard scratching on her window, she opened the door and peered out into the darkness and it was to see that black cat. It jumped on the roof, the cat seemed to really hate people. She was definitely its enemy. It was sleeping at the moment, there was no sign of light or sound. She stood up and headed to the other side of the house to attempt to open the door. In her state of fear, her hand slid down the door frame until she slipped and hit her head and die.
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