The Tell Tale Cat (very rough first try, so rough it's not called a draft yet.)

Two girls were sitting in their apartment in Los Angeles California. It was the kind of day only Californians can truly appreciate. There was a screen of clouds covering the sun and the air was damp and cool. To celebrate the nice weather they made breakfast. While they were eating their breakfast one of the girls looked over at the screen with furrowed brows and squinting eyes. "You know, we should really get the screen fixed. One of the cats could get out." The other girl just shrugged and they continued eating.

While all of this was going on there was the incessant slicing and dicing of sheets of metal next door.

After breakfast, one girl did the dishes, while the other began the arduous task of organizing the bookshelf in the living room, where they had just had breakfast. The details of what happened next are sketchy due to the grinding next door. At some point the fluffy grey cat, that no one liked anyway, ripped open the screen and busted free. Remember when Wile E. Coyote would run through a wall and make a hole that was the outline of his body? Well, it looked like that. The girls looked at eachother, then at the screen, then back at eachother. "He wasn't happy here anyway." "No, you're right. But maybe he will come back." They kind of stared at eachother for a minute and went back to what they were doing. Little did they know that soon they would be living in their own, real life version of The Tell Tale Heart... TO BE CONTINUED.