Midnight—all’s silent except my pounding heart, A Rose for Her Grave discarded on the nightstand; never read true crime when home alone…
Suddenly, unmistakable sound of nails screeching, slicing through my window-screen.
What the hell?!
Sassy cat sails through the breach…
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Too late to be entered in the contest grid, but I couldn’t resist this one. Entries must be exactly 42 words, and must answer each week’s question. Can you guess what it is?
(Answer: What came through the window?)
living life on the back roads 
Haha. Don’t need to tell me twice not to read that stuff at night! Nicely spooky.
Did that really happen? lol Mine has not made it through yet but surprised me a few times meowing to my window from the roof.
Something must have been chasing her for her to have to tear through the screen!
Very spooky! I never read that stuff when home alone. Very interesting take on the prompt. Welcome to gargleblaster!