Last week when I was taking a nap, I felt the bed shake as if a cat had jumped on the bed. I say cat, because I used to have a cat, and it felt like that. Then, I could feel the ghost cat walking up the bed towards my head. I could feel the blankets sink under the weight of the ghost cat's paws. About when it got to my shoulder, I woke up.
Then the other day, while I was sleeping at night, I felt a clawed paw touch the middle of my back on my bare skin (I was wearing a tank top).
M says I'm crazy. I saw we have a ghost cat.
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