Cat

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In a sweltering afternoon, as usual, I stepped down the sidewalk toward my house. I heard the dog barking, Charles’s, the old man lived cross street, greeted like yesterday. And the day before yesterday, and a day before, I mean like every day.
When I was busy running, I saw a cat in front of an empty house I passed as usual. I like cats. But my mother never gave permission to have a pet. I crouched down and stroked the cat's head. Tabby cat which is very cute. I guess she is a lost cat.
"Poor you," I said.
After a while, I wanted to go home. I stood up and waved to him.
"Bye."
It turned out, but the cat was following me. I let the cat did it, I hope this time my mother changed her mind when she saw the cat's cuteness.
"You can not keep her. Throw her. Later she will mess up the furniture and contaminate the house with germs," angry mother.
"But mom, I ask you about this only once," I begged.
"No Jane. One does not remain." mother made it firm.
I gave up and pulled the cat out of the house.
"You have to go."
I then closed the door.

...
I sat on the windowsill. Contemplating the fate is going on. I was sad. I was dreaming when I heard a meowing sound heard from the bottom.
“Hey, you come back. Wanna have some food? Wait a minute.”
I ran to the kitchen to fetch a snack to give the cute creature. I opened the fridge slowly, I found cans of corned beef in the remaining few. I picked up and carried out of the house. In the bush under the window, I still find it there.
I saw her give voraciously chew food. Very funny. Not long ago, she went, after I fed her. Well, why not, I've been pretty happy.
...
The next day after school, in a sweltering afternoon, as usual, I stepped down the sidewalk toward my house. I heard the dog barking, Charles’s, the old man lived cross street, greeted like yesterday, again.
In front of the empty house that I hope will be able to meet with the tabby cat again. But only I could feel the wind blow. Empty. I went on my way home with a little heavy, given by my mother's anger yesterday that forbid cats. Then ...
"Meow."
He was in front of the house, more precisely in the bush under the window. I did again like yesterday. I bring her a meal. Then she was gone again. And it turned out like repeated.
But wait, I still could play with the cat, and I also didn’t make any mess to the house of the cats. I mean, finally I can get it. I have a cat and does not have a cat, in a both condition. I mean, I have a Schrödinger cat. I’m feeling cool.

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