I hurried into my room last night to grab a jacket, my roommate Ellen was sleeping, so leaving the lights off I tried to navigate from the very dim light filtering in from the doorway. Noticing that there was tons of stuff on my bed I began quickly grabbing everything; clothes, bags, winter gear, purse, everything, regardless of what it was, and throwing it on the floor. All of a sudden my hand closed around something.....
...alive! It was squishy, warm and furry. Screaming in terror I leapt back. The neighbor's cat, unhappy with my loud outburst jumped off my bed in quick escape, first trying the closet, but then headed out the door. After awhile my heart finally slowed down its beating.
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