It's been a long time since my last 5-Minute Freewrite Challenge. Today, I decided to create one again especially the prompt is relatable to me just recently.
Headed upstairs to go to the bed.
Made sure to lock the door
so I can sleep, safe and sound.
Then I heard cats meowing.
Wondering where are they.
They're hiding beneath the closet.
I am not a cat hater.
I have asthma.
I need sleep to fight so my OCD and anxiety won't be triggered.
I don't want my sleep be disturbed by them.
So I tried to let them out without hurting them.
Since there's a slight space in a part of the room, they can get in.
They're actually two, and they're kittens.
They got in three times.
The last time, I decided to let them sleep inside the room.
As long as they won't hop in my bed, I am fine.
They didn't disturb my sleep.
They also slept while I am sleep.
No noise at all.
Thus, I am not mad at them.
If only I don't have asthma, or I am a real cat lover, I could have adopt them.
They're still here, and I didn't bust them away.
I don't know where these lost cats came from.
I don't even see their mom.