| It was a warm, sunny day. |
| She put a hat on to keep the sun out of her eyes. |
| She needed to visit her bank. |
| She walked down to the corner. |
| There were four buildings at the intersection. |
| One was her bank. |
| Opposite the bank was a fast food restaurant. |
| The other two buildings were a dry cleaner and an office building. |
| Before she arrived at the corner, she could smell the fried chicken. |
| The restaurant was open seven days a week, |
| and the odor of fried chicken was in the neighborhood daily. |
| She was a vegetarian. |
| She used to eat meat and fish. |
| But that was before she found a dead cat in her dumpster one day. |
| Of course, she had smelled the dead cat before she opened the dumpster lid. |
| Everyone knows the smell of dead flesh. |
| She knew that something in the dumpster was dead, |
| but she didn’t know what. |
| Just in case it was a human |
| (some people dump their babies into dumpsters), |
| she opened the lid. |
| She saw the cat. |
| Flies covered most of it. |
| They were enjoying their meal. |
| She loved cats. |
| She had two of her own. |
| A week later at a restaurant, she ordered a hamburger. |
| She took one bite out of it, and almost gagged. |
| She spit it out. |
| All she could think about was the smell of that dead cat. |
| That was the day she became a vegetarian. |
What kind of children’s story talks about dead cats, the smell of rotting flesh, putting babies in a dumpster? You should get your head examined by a prison psychologist.
Are you a child?
Take it easy. This is not a story for children 😀