Did You Know Cats Fly At Midnight?

Project Aug 11, 2019

Did you know Cats fly at midnight?

It was yet another night for me. When I walked home from a late shift at the local chip store, alone. The only company being the odd streetlight placed haphazardly along the country road.

The air was brittle, every breath that escaped my chapped lips turned into a misty-white cloud floating up into the black sky. As I walked my heart was pounding quickly. To my left and right, beyond the country road, was seemingly endless forest of which was steeped in darkness. It seemed to menacingly watch my every step.

I was scared out of my wits. It wasn’t the first time I had taken this route home but I still wasn’t used to it. All the old classic horror stories of being dragged into the forest by some monster filled my every thought. My every limb was shaking with fear and with each second my steps became more and more hurried.

To distract myself I began singing, singing practically anything, and I mean anything. From trashy songs from overhyped talentless youtube stars to classics from Linkin Park and the Kings of Leon. I sang at the top of my lungs and ran down the country road. In hindsight I must have looked like a right twat, singing off pitched like a drunk guy at a pub on Christmas Eve, running down a well lit country road at full pelt. At the time, however, I was too scared to think about my image.

Just as I was nearing the end of the road and about to make my last brave spurt to safety. There was a sudden ‘kakakaka’ sound and then all the street lights went out with a “BLIIIP” sound. I was standing in sheer darkness, I couldn’t tell my left from right. As you can guess I was scared shitless. Rather than screaming or continuing to run in the direction I was heading, I was so petrified I stood there in silence.

My heart thudded in my chest, it seemed freakishly loud, as if a hammer was being hit right next to my ears.

It was then that I felt something soft and velvety rub against my jeans. I screeched. I won’t lie, I nearly fainted. I looked down- the tension rising- wondering what was touching me, and I saw large green eyes staring back.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could make out the figure of a Cat. “Oh it’s just a kitty.”

At that moment I sighed in relief.

“You seem panicked Human, do you need some help?”


The Cat rubbed against my legs once more and opened its mouth wide and yelled. “Human I am speaking to you!!”


I didn’t know what to think. I was too freaked. I rubbed my ears and my temple. “I must be hallucinating, I guess I am pretty tired.” I thought, however after I calmed myself down that Cat was still staring at me with its big eyes.

“Human I will take you home.” it said.

The Cats fur began to glow, and just like that it floated into the air. “Come Human, follow me.” It commanded and flew forward.

Stunned and convinced that this was a weird dream I followed it silently and soon enough I was on the well lit pavement of my street and my house was right in front of me.

The Cat floated on the ground. “Stay safe Human.” it said like some cheesy line a comic-book superhero would say. I could only stare blankly as it strolled away.

It was only as I opened the door to my house, took off my shoes, brushed my teeth, put on my jammies, and crawled into bed, I thought. “What the hell just happened!”

Till this day I still don’t know whether I dreamt this or not, but every Cat I see I always make sure to be respectful and I speak to them in hopes that they respond. Which they don’t, so I think I’m crazy.

—The End—


Alexia J. Barrett

I am a Creative Writer, Indie Author, Podcast Host, and Development Researcher. I’m also an aspiring filmmaker and I’m working towards becoming a self-shooting Producer and Director.

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