100 Word Challenge Week #22

   I watched as my owner went out. As soon as I heard the door snap I raced to my broomstick and flew out of the house. You may think its uncanny that a goldfish is gliding on a broomstick, and yes it may be, but not to me. I slowly zoomed around the city, like I always did. While I went down Chale st. There was an oddly tall ladder coming from an apartment building. I followed it down to the vast brown building it was attached to. I tried to get in, but it was locked. I gave up and went home.