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Emma was fuming. “You did what?”

“He- he escaped. I opened the door to leave and he just ran out.” I stumbled back a bit, frightened by her bitter tone.

“Eliza, you don’t know how much that cat means to me. He’s more important than anything.” She slammed the door. I guess I wasn’t going to make friends with my new neighbors.

I decided I was going to find Emma’s cat and bring him back. My afternoon was spent wandering around the neighborhood, looking for the tiny black cat.

After days of searching, I finally found it. A long, thin tail sticking out of the bushes. I poked around until I could scoop the cat up in my arms.

I knocked on the door. A huge blue eye appeared through the peephole.

“What are you doing here?”

“I found your cat. “ Emma slowly opened the door and took the cat from my arms. “T-Thank you.” She stammered. The cat leaped away from her. I ran over to catch it, reeling it in like a fish. We stared at each other awkwardly for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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