The other day before I started writing I went for a walk in the park by my house. Well as I was on my way a little stray black cat crossed my path. I'm not the superstitious type so I didn't think anything of it at the time, but when I got home I couldn't write a word. Every time I even strung a sentence together it didn't come out right at all, and I'd have to hit the backspace key. Lets just say it was hit so much I probably have a restraining order from it. When I finally gave up I remembered the cat, and hoped its next bowl of milk was out of date.
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