Squeak

A Story by Harley Ann

Squeak, squeak!

Hahaha, awww, little mousie!

is there something you wanted to say? Hmm?

Squeak!

I'm sorry, dear, you'll have to speak up on account of there's so many other voices around.

Squeak! Squeak!

What was that? Aww, little mousie's running away! Hahaha, by little mousie! Come play with us again sometime!

Mousie?

Will you ever be back, dear?

What's that I hear, a scratch of your little feet? Wait - listen:

No. You've left.

And now I'm sorry you're gone. I'm sorry no one ever heard your sweet little

Squeak!

© 2011 Harley Ann

Author's Note

wow im bad at this shit ha. sorry. whatever. just gonna stop caring now. fuck my life.

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Added on September 21, 2011
Last Updated on September 21, 2011

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Harley Ann

I'm in some sort of Purgatory mixed with Hell right now.

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