My Morning started like any other; My alarm went off, I got out of bed, and headed straight to the bathroom. Half-awake and still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I must have gotten lost because I stepped right into the cats litter box. YUCK!
Something felt like it was caught in the back of my throat. “HACK, HACK”, I tried to clear it out, but I needed something to drink. I knelt down and took a couple of sips from my cats bowl before I was startled by the reflection looking back at me from the water. I WAS MY CAT!!
Thinking back to last night, before bed and my mom was yelling at me about my responsibilities to my cat. “Feed your cat, give her water, and change the litter. How would you like it if no one did anything for you?” she scolded me. Once I finished my chores, I sat there, at the edge of my bed with the cat in my lap, and I told her, “Princess, you are so lucky. You don't have to go to school, no homework, no worries. Nothing to do but lounge around and be pampered. I wish we could trade places, that would be the life!”
“Mom will know how to fix this,” I thought. I ran to the kitchen as fast as I could. I was running so fast that when my feet hit the kitchen floor, I slid and ran right into her. She was downstairs making breakfast and not happy about the interruption. “Get out of here kitty! SHOO! SHOO!” she yelled at me and whacked me on the bottom with her pink house shoe. I ran back up to the safety of my own room, narrowly avoiding the other shoe being hurled in my direction.
“Meilynn, hurry up honey, we're going to be late,” my dad yelled. The sound of my own voice called from the bathroom, but I wasn't sure if I heard “Right Out!” or “MEOW!”. I poked my head out...
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... was milk in the cups. We had on fancy clothes and hats and everybody was meowing at each other, having a grand old time. It was fun for a while, but I didn't understand what any of them were saying. I didn't think I would ever get used to being a cat. Having to go to the bathroom in a sand box was very uncomfortable and cat food is disgusting. I wished I wasn't a cat anymore.
It was the middle of the night so it was dark when I woke up. Everyone was asleep so it was quiet as I made my way to the bathroom and flicked on the light switch. The reflection in the mirror scared me for just a second and then I realized, I WAS ME AGAIN!! “HELLO!” My own voice repeated back to me. OHHHHH YUCK! MY BREATH TASTES LIKE CAT FOOD!!!I washed my mouth out with water and inspected my face in the mirror. Yes, I was definitely myself again and it felt GOOD to be me.