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Last night, I dreamed of running black shadows, for some strange reason. My little meeting with the black cats the day before had kinda troubled me. May be it was because of my premonition, may be it was because of the expression in the eyes of these slim and mysterious creatures.

I was awake before my alarm clock rang, lost in my own little world. I looked at the minutes pass, with Kitty beside me, and when it was late enough, I stood up, rubbed my tired eyes and selected one of my black t-shirts (I chose the one on which there is a two-headed patchwork cat plushie, with written in pink letters « Two heads are Stranger than one… ») and one of my jeans to dress up.

I wasn’t too hungry but I forced myself to eat a banana and then I left for my bus arrest. It was a rainy day, but I didn’t take an umbrella. The rain was kinda cold, but the landscape was so beautiful that I didn’t care. The sky was dark, the street was wet and muddy and the only sound I could hear was the sound of my steps on the dark asphalt.

After a while, I felt like I was being followed by something. I turned back, but saw nothing so I kept walking towards the bug red « Stop » pannel. Once there, I dropped my heavy schoolback (Because of this damn thing, I’ve developped serious back problems. All that because of homework…) and put my lunchbox down beside it. I watched the rain fall from the grey cotton-clouds, when I felt a presence again. I looked around carefully, but then again, saw no one.
« I must have become even more insane… » I whispered to myself.

I was still looking around me when the student-eater loud, big and so yellow schoolbus arrived for my daily 9 hours trip in Hell. I jumped in, and thus began another Strange day…

Today at noon was the last math recuperation before the exam, which date was fixed on Monday, first period. I’m stressed, especially because that I still can’t understand how to divide irradical little « x’s ». In a tentative to cheer me up (Does Emily the Strange ever cheers up…?), the teacher told me that if I failed this time, all I would need to do if get better scores to the next ones (No, really?!!!).

The bell rang as usual, at 4 : 05 pm, and everyone hurried the hell out of the school. My bus dropped me, as the usual, at my bus arrest, under the cold rain and, as the usual, I started to walk home. One thing, thought, was unusual : four black cats were following me. So I had not dreamed, it was probably them who had spyed on me that morning. I turned back and faced them, cold rain dropping from my dark hair.
« So, wanna be friends?… » I simply asked, as if they could have talked back to me. The one-eyed cat (I had that she was an old female…) seemed to smile, her starry eye full of mystery. Mystery… that’s a pretty name for a cat.
« Mystery?… » I whispered

The cat tilted it’s head, agreeing. The others meowed in approval. On this, I turned back and kept walking home. Mystery and the others ran away, in the other direction, and dissappeared withing a few seconds only. I knew we would meet again, somehow. Then and only then, I would name the other cats…

Every story has to come to an end.

See you another Strange day…

-Emily-