The Mellow Cat He jumped down from the opened window and took in the fresh air as he left the last fury ball of hair inside the magnetised house of sorrow. Never had he felt unchained nor free even though his house mother had never told him that he had to stay. Never had he felt happy or alive even though his house father never had made him cry. Never had he left his house, although many chances had been; unknowing to him, right in front. But as time closed in his heart he took a leap defying fate before his last breath; dying free.