Cato M.

I have passed by this house hundreds of times walking to school or the bus. The man who lived there would always greet me with a polite "Hello" whenever I walked by, but apart from that, I knew only two things about him: I knew that his name was Cato, and I knew that as a child, he had been electrocuted while climbing an electricity mast and since then had never been quite the same.

I often thought about what his life was like and how his house looked like on the inside. Then, years after his passing, one day as I was walking to the bus, I noticed the front door cracked open.