death in the Old Town and a cat

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It begins with a race. I make it to the sled and then - well it kinda reminds me of subway surf. You know the part when you get the surfing board the down low one. Or the howerboard one.

Yea but I'm flying. Actually flying how cool is that.

So I fly above everyone else and then again like in subway surf the board let's me down.
So now I have to run. Actually run. The worse part is I'm not really sure Witch way to go ( reminds me of the short cuts in asphalt 8).
the rest aren't too much behind so I just gotta go.
I guess I chose slightly longer way.
But I catch up and also pass the person who passed me earlier
I won of course.

We catch our breaths and wait for every one else who raced.
And then race back.

This time it's a sled with broken brakes.
But hey. It still flyes.
I pass people who are walking on the edge of the Castle. There is this path way made of concrete where people can walk on.

Fast forward I'm just relaxing with my family and we'll one of the people is missing.

The body is found.

Accident. Concrete is the guilty party apparently.

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Me and my brother are at the back yard of our house.
I open the truck and yea there's the coffin. I take a sneak peak and there's the dead body, my Bro says that it must be fake.
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When we open the coffin again...
Instead of the dead guy there's our cat..

We close the truck. But a minute later I see the movement in the car.
When i take a look i see its the cat.
She is mew-ing
It looks like she wants to get out of the car.
Before I know it I had her in my arms
My dad saw us so I told her what happened

I saw a kitten, she was adorable gray furball, reminded me of my cat when she was  younger,

so she, my adult cat, jumped from my arms.
And went towards the kitten.
She started circling around the kitten
And then started to shrink. 

And well then she just kinda melted?  in to that little kitten. they became one.

I guess cats really do have nine lives.

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