I just look at it. It feels weird as if I have known this cat for as long as I can remember, though it is my first time spotting it. As we stare at each other, I feel a shiver going down my spine. I turn away and run downstairs quickly to tell my mom the news. “Mom! Mom! I saw the cat! There’s the cat in the attic! You have to come and see it.” As I am trying to convince my mom to come with me, she brushes off my excitement with a single hand gesture, signaling to me that she’s busy.
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