Norman opened the door to his new house. It had just been built, just for him. It was a modest home, with no more space than was really necessary for one person, with the only exception being a second bedroom. Norman liked the idea of having a place for guests to stay when they came over. Maybe someone from out of town. After all, he was living in a new neighborhood. Maybe someone from work would want to come see his new place and he could offer them a bed to sleep in so they wouldn't have to drive home late. That would be unsafe.
Norman also had a small backyard. It was something he had wanted for a long time. He wanted Norman to be able to go outside and play, and maybe chase birds and squirrels; though hopefully not kill them. Norman didn't want to have to clean that up.
Norman began exploring his new home. The kitchen was quite nice, with a fancier stove and refrigerator than he used to have. He had debated getting a garbage disposal, but that seemed excessive. Norman was more than happy to take the garbage out to the curb himself. He realized that the refrigerator had a water and ice machine on the front. This wasn't something Norman was used to. Maybe he had gone too far with the appliances. After all, they were very expensive, especially on an account's salary. Norman began to regret the purchase.
Norman looked around for Norman, but he was nowhere to be seen. He must be in the back yard. Norman thought to himself. This made Norman happy, until he realized that Norman might start to become an outside cat, and spend less time with him. Norman loved coming home to see Norman excited to see him. Maybe those days were over.
Norman decided to turn in a little early. He was looking forward to taking a walk around his new neighborhood in the morning and wanted to be well rested. Norman hadn't come inside yet, so Norman left the back door open for him to come in when he was ready. Norman was sad to not be sleeping with Norman at the bottom of the bed, but tried to be happy for the fact that Norman was able to go out and explore more. He wondered what Norman was up to. These thoughts kept Norman up much later than he had wanted them to.
Norman was woken up by his need to use the restroom. He ran into the bathroom to relieve himself. As he was standing there, he noticed that he was hungry. Norman decided to try out his new kitchen. On his way in, Norman noticed that Norman was sleeping on the chair in the living room and he was dreaming. Norman smiled at this thought as he looked over his breakfast options. He didn't have many different ingredients, and Norman realized he hadn't purchased a recipe book for his new home. Norman decided to make waffles.
Norman fired up the stove and began to cook. As he did, he looked over to see if Norman was still asleep. He was. Norman wondered what Norman was dreaming about, and wondered whether or not he would stop going outside and exploring. Norman missed his friendship with Norman. He didn't seem like his usual, cuddly self.
Suddenly, Norman looked down to see that a fire had started on the stove. He began to panic, looking around for a way to stop the fire. He realized that he had completely forgotten to purchase a fire alarm for the kitchen. Stupid Norman, he thought. How could you forget that?
The fire began to spread all around the kitchen. Before Norman could react, the entire room was engulfed in flames. Norman fell to the ground, covered in fire. Norman noticed a sudden swirl of smoke, out of which a hooded figure emerged. He approached Norman with a menacing sickle in his hand. Before Norman realized what was happening, he had been replaced by a tombstone.
Norman turned off his computer monitor. *That wasn't very fun at all, *Norman thought. He had never been one for video games anyway.
Later that night, as Norman got into bed, Norman jumped up onto the end of the bed. Purring heavily, he nestled himself by Norman's feet. It's good to have things back to normal, Norman thought to himself.
Submitted February 03, 2017 at 05:42AM by sneekysnakes http://ift.tt/2k6widX lifeofnorman
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