My friend, Bliss Morgan, does a daily writing prompt on Google+ in October called “Nightmare Fuel”. This is Day One.
I’m happy to see you. I don’t get to see people very often. They don’t like to come here. It’s dark, and cold. For them. I can see fine, and I am not cold.
I’m glad you’re here. I don’t get to talk to people much. Everyone wants to talk over me, and I never get a word in edgewise. My ears work, you know. Why don’t yours?
I’m pleased with your visit. Folks don’t usually stay long. My furniture is damp and uncomfortable. I like it, of course, but not everyone does.
I’m gratified you came. I spend a lot of time alone. And I’m so very, very hungry.