The Lion

I came home early from work one day as there’d been a power cut at work and they said we could go out early for lunch and when I got home there was this lion sat on the doorstep and every time I tried to reach over its head to unlock the door it would bat at my keys with its huge paws and stop me and it was really infuriating. And whenever I tried to move the lion aside it would roar really loudly and cause such a ruckus everyone in the street would turn round to look at me, and I’d get a bit self-conscious and try to calm it down and stop it causing such a scene. I offered it a sandwich out of my lunchbox but it didn’t want a sandwich and I offered it a pack of crisps and it didn’t want a packet of crisps either even though they were skips and cats usually love skips but this cat didn’t and I offered it an apple but it just batted it out of my hand and I watched it roll down the drive and into the road and inevitably then a car drove past and crushed the apple to death and I swear I heard the lion laugh but when I looked back at the lion it wasn’t laughing at all it looked furious and I didn’t know what to do so I went back to work and the power was back on and I didn’t tell anyone about the lion at all in fact I don’t think I spoke to anyone about anything really it was a strange day

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Notes:

1. Written on May 27th, 2016

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