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When I was about three years old I had a beautiful cat friend. She was black, with a bushy tail.Two white stripes ran along her back to the tip of her tail. I called her Striped Kitty. We used to play together under the house. She would hide, and I'd find her. I always found her, because her eyes reflected the dim light. We'd play follow the leader. She'd look back once in awhile, to see if I was following. Sometimes, after playing, I'd fall asleep with her cuddled up against me. "I didn't know the neighbours had a cat", my mother said, "I've never seen it". One dreary day I had a cold or something, and couldn't go outside. I looked out the window. My friend was looking up at the door, waiting for me to come out and play. "Can the cat come inside and play?", I asked my mother. She looked outside. "I don't think that kind of cat likes to play indoors". she said.