The Black Cat

Their once was this boy named Sammy.  He lived on the outskirts of town, and had no friends.  He did not go to school and was not home schooled.  He lived in an old rickety house with a tree and a creek outside.  All he ever had was his black cat.  People would often tell him “that cat will come to haunt you."  Every night he would go down to the creek and lay by the creek under the old skeleton of a tree.  One night he walked down to the creek with his cat crossing trail with him.  He flopped down on the sand.  The smooth sand particles pressing against his back. The moon was not to be found as he looked up through the creepy old tree.  The tree started to creek as the cold wind hissed through the grass like a snake.  Then out of nowhere everything seemed to stop.  No wind, no crickets, no noise except for a quickening heartbeat.  Then breaking the silence with one shrilling yowl his cat was dead.  Blood poured out of the tree from where the cat was killed.  A low voice came from above him in the tree.  "This cat will no longer haunt you."