Chapter 4 - Am I Naked?

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Graces POV: I can't explain how anxious I am to figure out what happens when I put my hand on this stone. I look In my draw where I last put it to hide it and of course.... It's gone, George must have took it and there is only one way to get it
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So right now I'm sneaking around George's room, his night lights on but it's still kinda hard to see. Suddenly I see it under the bed with clothes on top of it.
George has tried to hide it. I start to giggle quietly, George turns shaking the bed.

I think it's time it get out of here, I put the rock in my pocket and start crawling out.
I get out successfully with the rock and I sneak to my room. I'm going to be late if I don't hurry. I get to my room and go into my closet, I turn the closet light on at the same time as closing the closet door. I'm ready.

I take my rock out and I don't know if I put one hand on it or both hands I kneel down and put both hands on it, I wait.... Nope. Okay, well lets try one hand then. I put my right hand on the stone and wait... No? Okay left hand? I put my left hand on and BAM!

What happened? I turn around to see my clothes and the rock laying on the floor.

AM I NAKED? No I can't be... But I am! Why am I naked? And why is everything so tall?

I can't open the closet door, for some reason I can't reach it. Then I Realise that I have a mirror in the closet so I turn to the mirror and stare at myself... But I don't see myself I just see a small cat?

Wait! That small cat is me! NO WAY! This is awesome I think to my cat self. I always wanted a cat but now I AM one. But I have to get out of this closet.

I barge open the door and let out a "ouch" but instead it came out as a "meow". I can't believe this, well I better go meet Captain Bonnie. I sneak out of the door and stand at the top of the stairs, they are huge! I take one at a time but as I get to the bottom I stumble a little and fall, I'm fine though and I continue to walk. I see dad getting a drink and I start to run, I see dad opening the door for some fresh air and I take my chance.

I sprint behind the kitchen counter and wait for my dad to go outside, a minute later he steps out side and walk to the mailbox. He always goes for a walk at night when he can't sleep. I took my chance and ran around the opposite side of the mailbox and sprinted down the street. I was fast and dad didn't see me.

Now where was I to go again? I stopped to think a bit and remember, the deli!
I start to walk until a cat stepped in front of me. The cat was pretty big compare to me and had grey fur that was a bit dirty and a great big scar across its face.

The cat smelt dangerous and so I backed away slowly.
"Where are you going ? He hissed in my face. Oh no I thought, trouble.
"Where are you from I haven't seen you around" He laughed. I meowed loudly.
"Don't be scared" he swiped at me with his claws and I dodged. I sprinted while he yelled "Don't leave me" but he didn't chase me.

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