My Cat is Ghost!

On that night, that late night... All the lamps in my house were turned off. But, I felt thirsty. When I got up and got out from my bedroom.

I saw my cat, my black cat. It sat up on my Grandmother’s rock chair. But I didn’t care of it, I just walked to the kitchen. When I saw to the shadow of my cat from the spotlight, suddenly, that cat became bigger and bigger… until the chair shook and I saw my grandmother that was died a week ago…

I got up on my bedroom that it seemed already morning in the windows. I asked my mother about last night but, I realized that maybe, maybe it’s just my dream…

Mommy suggested me to go out for refreshing my body and my mind. And I want to know my mother’s home environment when she was kid. I walked to the garden near the graveyard. And there, I saw my cat again. That black cat.

It just dug something at the graveyard. It made me angered. Whose gravestone is that? I would not let it dirty, so I came to that cat on the graveyard.

Oh, No. It dug my grandmother’s gravestone! Cat, stop it. I lifted up that cat and took it beside me. I had to make the soil tidy, that cat had broken it.

My grand mother… she had died a week ago caused of an accident. Actually, it was not because of the accident, but her illness. She was prohibited to do some hard activities, because she was going old and sickly. But she always does what she wanted to do. So, that morning she just walked with the black cat when a car suddenly wanted to hit the cat.

Someone help me to clean the soil, it just like my… grandmother’s hand? Oh, I didn’t believe it, so I looked at the body. But, it was my cat. I thought it went somewhere?  

In my eye that black cat suddenly lost.

And dark.

I woke up and it still… morning…

No, it’s cloudy. And I sat under the tree near… my garden?!

I feel more confuse now. I walk back to come in. But, something followed me behind. I saw nothing, but something smooth held my foot… Hlk…

My black cat.

“Come on, don’t surprise me like this.” I talked to my cat like it could talk to me too. So, I just continued my walking…

“Ouch!” I fell down.

I get up in my bedroom again. I saw that black cat became so big and sat on my desk with a strange smile to me. A…… Big… black….cat…. doll?!

“Morning, Honey. Will you wake up?” Mommy came in to my room. “Oh, do you like this doll? I hope you will not sad again.”

“What had happened Mom?”

“What’s up honey? Nothing happened… I just think that you lost your beloved cat, so I bought it for you…”

“Lost my cat? Where’s my cat? What happened with it?”

“You forget? Grandma brought it when that accident happened.”

“Grandma was died… But, that cat…”

“I guess you will sincere it just like your grandmother’s leaving. But, three days after that, it died…”

“Oh, that black cat dead?”

“Somebody said that cat has 9 souls Mom?”

“Yes, honey. And it’s been hit for seven times maybe. So then when it safe you r grandma, it decrease the two more last souls. I’m sure it will be happy there. DO you want another cat?”

“No, Mom. Thank you. I just confused.”

“Don’t worry I’;; be always on your side.”

This story was made by maybe three years ago when I still in Junior High School.