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I heard a voice calling out my name from inside the house, and when I opened the door
I saw a mouse, and down the stairs, he went, but yet the voice continued to call my name from the kitchen now.
I didn’t know if closing the door and hiding under the bed or in the closet was still an option.
The voice seemed to be coming near the stairs now, but I heard no creeks from the floor as they got near.
Was the house worth fighting for?
No, I thought as I closed the door and grabbed my bag full of stuff I hadn’t yet put away from my weekend away.
But, just as I was about to jump from my window, my door swung open, and there stood my best friend, who I forgot was still in the house.
Since I decided to come home earlier than planned, and right on her shoulder was my parrot, sandy, who always calls my name but never hears her coming.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes
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