/u/rockmodenick's posts in /r/WritingPrompts
You never could be disgusted with the mice living on the family farm the way everyone else was. They were too smart, too feeling to be just vermin. You looked out for them as you could. But now you've died, but you aren't dead. Mice are sentient, and now you're their guardian spirit, or maybe god?
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