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Beyond the Magazine
My Crazy Cat
Oh no! I woke up and there she was my cat standing on me. With two big butterfly wings. She looked at me, as if trying to say, “Can I go outside today?” I called my mom to come help me please. She ran up and fell to the floor as if sleeping. I got scared and called my dad to come help me please. He came up with a gun. I looked at him and said, “Put that away! It’s not that serious!” I looked at my cat. She looked at me. I picked her up with a comforting smile and said, “It will be ok.” She looked at me and tried to say, “Put me down.” With one big wing of her wings she was gone. Then I woke up and I noticed it was a dream. With a sigh of relief, I put my dream in a notebook, this one, and went downstairs to see my cat eat.
Kristin Smith