Emelia’s story

I woke up one spring Saturday morning. The crisp spring air was blowing through my open window and the sun was shining. I yawned, a big yawn. I thought I heard a meow.

“Strange,” I thought, “Did I hear a meow? No, I don’t have a cat. I must be going crazy.” I turned to the mirror. I was a fluffy, white cat! I didn’t imagine that meow!

“Mom!” I tried to scream. But all that came out was a meow. There was no use. How did this happen?! Would I be a cat forever? My parents were probably gone, since it was ten already, and they had stuff to do. So I had time. The living room had a big bay window with so much warm sun coming through. I curled up in the sun and fell asleep. When I woke up, I had been asleep for two hours, so I was surprised no one was home. There was a note on the table from my mom saying that she and dad were called in for work and wouldn’t be home till late. I had time to explore! I went back through my window into the tree. After ten minutes of struggles, I finally made it down into my backyard. There were butterflies and birds fluttering around. I chased them for an hour. So much fun! Then a butterfly landed on my nose. Then it flew away landing on a flower to drink some nectar. It suddenly made me realize how hungry I was. I climbed up the tree and back into my bedroom. I went into the kitchen and found cold pizza my mom left out for me. I ate half a slice and I was full. So weird. So I went back to the bay window and took a nap. I woke up to my mom shaking me.

“Emelia, are you okay?” She said in her worried voice. She felt my forehead. “How long have you been asleep?”

“I’m fine.” I reassured her. Wait, I didn’t hear a meow and mom wasn’t freaking out because I was a cat, “ I just need to use the bathroom.” I said. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I looked in the mirror. I wasn’t a cat.

Sometimes I still become a cat, but I always have fun. And my mom and dad haven’t found out, yet!