I searched around the beach looking for my lost earring. It was dark. The only source of light was the luminescent light reflecting off the moon and bouncing off the sea. I searched the area I thought I had lost the earring, only to be disappointed. Trying to find my way back, I heard a sound coming not far from where I was. With intrigue taking full control of me, I ventured towards the source and found a cat trying to fish out its prey. I tried to stay quiet, hoping to admire it from a far but my feet came over a seashell, or a twig, or whatever that thing was. The cat looked at me for a second, it’s eyes glittering and wide, before running off. I looked on, as the cat became smaller and smaller and the ring from its bell became quieter until it vanished and could not be seen again.
Jan15
Froebelian Writers 