A sudden paralyzing fear sinks deep within your minute mousey heart! You notice a nearby house with an open door where you could perhaps find sanctuary. Without a seccond's thought you scamper as quickly as your little mouse legs can carry you, with a sexy shampoo cat rapidly gaining on you. You barrel through the open door and find yourself in a strangely americana kitchen filled with a vast assortment of knives and frying pans. If you delay a moment longer, you're gonna be cat food.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.15 seconds at 4:57am on May 15, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
