I sit outside, on the front step of the high school entrance. It's just past 5:30, in the middle of January, the air is cold and the wind doesn't help. I let out a long puff of air, and with it, my frustrations and doubts. Everything becomes brighter, watching the warm cloud disappear. My name is Cody, Cody Sheppard. I'm a housecat, male, fifteen, black, well actually, dark brown, but you can't tell the difference unless you're looking in the right light, so I just say it's black. Simplicity, you know? I've got a small, slim figure, but I've never had to work for it, I'm just lucky I suppose. I've always been unsure of my talents, I n