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When I was seven years old my
grandmother told me that things in history didn't happen the way humans
think it happened. I remember: One day playing with a kitten from the neighborhood. I can still smell the dry milk on her breath; I can still feel her tiny claws scratching my back as she climbed to my shoulders… Suddenly I realized she wasn't playing anymore. I looked down at her soft black and gold fur, I watched her head slide back and a trickle of blood slowly rolled out the side of her mouth. I really can't explain what happened, except that I began to cry and became very scared. My grandma came running into the backyard; she watched the kitten slide out of my hands and fall to the ground limp and lifeless. Pulling me away from the kitten granny started yelling at me "NOW THE MOOMOOCH IS LOOKING!" "NOW THE MOOMOOCH IS LOOKING!" Confused I ran to hide from her I
realized she never followed me, grandma was outside! I walked up to the
window, with her left hand I saw her grab the kittens head as if it
wasn't real and she started tearing the garden apart trying to bury what
the Moomooch sensed… Ever hear of the Boogieman? Ever hear
of the Chupacabra? |
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