text: First of all, I have to state this short story started as an inside joke but became complex way more than I expected as I wrote it therefore expect nothing much from it as I just wrote it for a friend of mine and then I thought "why not share it on reddit", so, here it's: It was raining... raining after a month of silence in this night that seems never-ending. Clouds couldn't keep their vow of silence anymore. It was raining as if clouds are crying for all the unfortunate events happening throughout the world. Too bad rain can't wash away all the dirtiness of this world... A young woman looking outside from behind of her small town house's bedroom window watching the rain with eyes that wished to watch a sunny day instead but unfortunately nothing in this world goes the way you want just because you want it. She kept watching the rain as if watching the rain would make the rain shy away from her and stop raining in defeat but nature is stubborn as always. She remembered one of her favourite poem "Be not Defeated by the Rain" by Kenji Miyazawa. After a sigh of surrender, she thought "I apologize, Miyazawa-san". The life she had taught her when is the right time to give up. Life is always the best teacher... It was only a few minutes when she returned to her home where she lives only with her cat Simba from a job interview that they hired her after a couple of questions and the moment she stepped inside of her house the rain started. "What are the odds?" she was thinking while looking out of the window. She realized the rain today is a great sign of the fall finally came. "Today is November the 5th 2020 after all" she thought, then suddenly remembered the famous quote "Remember, remember the 5th of November" and chuckled a little. She felt better. She also felt lucky today so she didn't let the rain drown her with sadness. She decided to celebrate today in her favourite way: Watching her favourite movie "Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain" under her warm comfy blanket while drinking a cup of coffee and eating Doritos. "But alone celebration feels lonely" she thought therefore she decided to look for Simba first. Simba, for a red cat, has a similar appearance like its namesake Simba from her favourite Disney movie The Lion King. She was glad her Simba is a cat on the contrary to its namesake anymore. Once, when she was 8 years old, she asked her father to get a baby lion as a pet while watching The Lion King with her father but her father, like he always loved to, explained to her why she can't have a pet lion by saying "nature is their home therefore you shouldn't take wild animals away from nature". Back then she really didn't get what he actually meant and what he avoided telling her but she was kind therefore she felt guilty for wanting a pet lion enough to make her cry. Her father was kind too therefore he proposed to get a pet cat instead. To her, cats didn't have much difference anyway so she was glad she can have a cat instead. The day she got Simba, she never stopped hugging Simba even when they were sleeping together while hugging each other like they were frozen in time of a happy memory... She found Simba in the living room sitting on all fours on the couch facing its face towards to wall like the wall shows Simba a dimension only it can see. "Oh, there you are. I'm the one organizing this celebration but you arrived at the spot before me as if you read my mind. Sometimes I wonder what's happening inside of your head, Simba. Too bad we don't speak the same language. I'm sure you would be nice to chat with about deep stuff and all because you sit all day and seem like you deeply thinking about everything and all like a philosopher... Okay, keep waiting for me there. I'll be right back, okay?" she asked and waited for a reply as if Simba will say something intelligible. Simba heard its favourite human therefore turned its head slowly like a robot without changing its body's posture to look at her legs to understand if she will just make a noise or she will bother her by hugging and whatnot again. Simba was quite comfortable now therefore didn't want to change its posture now, otherwise Simba liked getting hugged by her because then she makes Simba warm. Simba was aware she tried to say something to it like she always does but as always it didn't understand her therefore when she was done making noise and kept standing there, Simba turned its condescending gaze towards its favourite human's eye to mean "Don't you get it? I never will understand you!". "Meow?" said Simba doubtfully and turned back its face towards the wall. Satisfied with the answer, she prepared anything necessary for her celebration and brought them to the living room. She confirmed "Am I under my comfy blanket?: Check. Coffee and Doritos ready?: Check. Movie ready?: Check... Well, everything seems to be in order!". "Okay Simba, let's begin the celebration!!!" cheered she and started the movie.... but then she realized she forgot to confirm the location of Simba. She looked where Simba was before with hoping eyes for the possibility of Simba didn't leave her, and, as she hoped, she found Simba in the same spot watching the wall as before. "Simba: Check." she confirmed and she started to get lost in the movie... ... She fell into sleep and started to dream without even realizing it. She was remembering her past. The dream started with the memory of her best day ever. That best day ever, she and her father went to Disneyland together for the first time when she was 9 and it was summer. Then the dream changed. Now she was remembering the first time she learned her mother suicided seemingly for no reason when she was 14. Then she remembered the first time she learned her father died from a traffic accident when she was 22. That accident was no one's fault but she always blamed herself for it anyway because she always believed somehow she could prevent it. She couldn't stop her mother from leaving her but she promised it won't happen again. She couldn't keep her promise. Her father was a veterinarian therefore she became a veterinarian by following in his footsteps. If he was alive he would be proud of her now since she got the job today therefore finally she can be a veterinarian in a real sense. Then she remembered how she sold her parent's house, the house she grew in, the house that was home for all these happy and sad memories and almost everything in it and left that city she grew up in a week ago. She just couldn't live there. She decided to live in a small peaceful town therefore she moved into this small townhouse that had everything she needed for a new life already except what she brought back with her. She wanted a new page in her life but unfortunately your past follows you no matter what like a tail. Peace was all she needed but the dream god Morpheus wasn't kind to her today... ... She woke up suddenly to the sound of Simba's scream like meowing which wasn't unusual at all per se. She noticed the power went off. "Good. The power company cut the power in the right time for me this time." she thought and chuckled a little because of this thought and wanted to get back into sleep again by wishing for Morpheus to be kind to her this time. She closed her eyes preparing for the worst. The rain got worst while she was chatting with Morpheus, worse enough to make it rain lightning too. A thunder made her eyes open suddenly in shock. She didn't notice lightning at all, but soon after, as if it came because it's called, lightning struck somewhere very close and it lit the entire room for a moment. This latest lightning was like an exclamation mark that pointed out something wrong going on in this room that she noticed and she immediately wished it was not the case. As she heard the thunder, she noticed and started to look at that tall wide thing standing there where she was before when she was talking with Simba before the celebration. She felt like she didn't have time to think about what is that exactly therefore she assumed it's a prank of a man who broke into her house. "What the fuck?" she yelled and stood up. As she wanted to see it better, as if the lighting is her genie, the lightning struck to somewhere close and lit the room once again. This time she understood what is that thing... it was her bed standing there. Her bed had a mouth anymore and Simba's tail was coming out of its mouth. She couldn't decide why she should scream, for the fact that her bed standing there and it ate her cat or for the fact that her cat Simba died... perhaps both, no care for a reason she screamed anyway. The bed seemed to be bothered by her scream, therefore, as if to shut her up, it spat the Simba's tail to her face. It indeed worked because she shut up in shock. Satisfied by the fact that she doesn't scream anymore, the bed started to get closer to her almost as if mimicking a human's walking by turning itself side by side. She realized she will be eaten too therefore she grabbed a chair and attacked her bed. There was no way for her to escape. The only exit was behind her bed that her bed blocks. Couldn't escape from a window either because windows had iron bars preventing anyone from getting inside of the house from outside and going outside from inside of the house. Attacking was the only best choice she could think of. The bed realized she will hit her bed with the chair, the bed started to open its mouth enough to take the chair inside of itself as the chair was about to hit the bed. The bed ate the chair as a successful defence. Not knowing what to do in panic, she started to scream and cry while sitting on the ground in surrender. She grabbed Simba's tail and found her eyes kept looking at Simba's tail in her shaking hands as the bed was coming to eat her. Suddenly she remembered her best day she had when she was having fun in Disneyland with her father in that lovely summer day. She realized there will be no summer anymore for her. She started to have regrets and became sorry about how she couldn't prevent the deaths of her both parents... and now Simba is dead too... "I'm good for nothing." she thought. The bed didn't care at all, it also ate her too with Simba's tail she was holding tight. After it was done completing its mission, it got back where it should keep fooling people that it's just an ordinary bed while waiting for its new victim(s). ... Finally, the morning came. The town folks at first didn't notice something wrong but soon after they noticed she wasn't going out therefore they called the local police. Local police broke the door in expectation she perhaps needs help as soon as possible. Local police searched every inch of the house but they couldn't find any clue about the whereabouts of the young woman and her cat. "Damn, it's the second missing case regarding this house. Just what the fuck is happening here? Something... something wrong with the house I tell you... No one... no one should live in this house anymore. We should burn this fucking house!" protested the old cop. "It's weird I know but perhaps, I don't know, it's just a coincidence? Because, before and after the first missing case regarding this house, a lot of families lived here just fine, I see no reason why there is a problem with the house. Even anything inside of the house still there since the first family lived in this house and these are in perfect condition. It would be a shame to get rid of this house. And how do we explain this to folks here? They will ask questions about why the house got burned all of a sudden especially after the woman has gone missing. People will have a bad opinion of this town therefore we will lose tourists. We can't just do something THAT extreme." calmly explained the young cop. "Yeah, okay, fine... yeah... you are right..." said the old cop. "I know how to cheer you up. How about drinking a lovely cup of coffee in Mendy's Diner?" proposed the young cop. "Hell yeah, nothing like Mendy's coffee. Her coffee is like coffee from heaven!" smiled the old cop. And then both cops got inside of their car and drove through to the Mendy's Diner.