Game Over

Game Over


he lay there,

teeth barred, body twitching

eyes fierce, already fading

"mommy, I see long whiskers on the counter, it's smiling - I think its a rat.."

gums rolled back in a wicked sneer

more like a rabbit - the rat was huge!

a mystery, where did he come from? he looked like he fell..

outrageous - a rat on our kitchen counter

Game over!


written together as therapy :-) by myself and my 10 year old daughter

prompt: game


unfortunately this story is true too!

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