The One Eyed Cat! | A Non-Fiction.
I was walking down the street, was in a hurry. Suddenly a creepy-looking creature caught my eyes. Did I see it right? The cat really got only one eye!
I was thinking what happened to her other eye? It was a stray so for sure she got hurt from somewhere.
Cats are not my favorite and there's no way I'm gonna touch that creepy stray whose skin was showing here and there, maybe got some disease. So I moved on...
Again in the same week, I was sitting on the corner of the street doing nothing. Yeah, that's a cat thing. Just when I step on the street she looked at me, with one eye. It was so deep that I felt uncomfortable.
Then a few days later, I confronted her again. Just like before she was doing nothing and gave a cold stare at me. This time it felt like she was waiting for me to come so she can make me feel uncomfortable with her look. Maybe she knew how much I hate seeing her creepy face.
This time I talked about the cat with my husband if he also saw her. The answer was negative. He was surprised why I'm asking silly questions like if he see the cat he should let me know if he also felt uncomfortable with the stare of that one-eyed cat!
Then I almost forgot about it.
After a year maybe, I dreamed about the same cat. She was doing the same thing, staring at me with one eye. She looked the same, dirty, got some skin disease. I freaked out in my dream. It made me remember the dream very precisely. And the big thing happen, this dream became my repeated routine. I dreamed that one-eyed creepy cat again and again.
Moreover, when I shared this whole thing with my husband, he didn't even recall my first confrontation with the cat! I said I can certainly remember I talked about the cat, also said to you that you should tell me if she also makes you feel uncomfortable with that cold stare. But no! My husband was very sure this never happens and the whole thing happened in my dreams, in my mind.
It was a reality inside my dream. Or I should call it a dream inside my dreams!
Such a weird thing, right?
That cold stare, the creepy look, that one eye everything is so real to me, I can mention every detail of it. How could it be a dream and not real? For years, I made believed it was real and my husband was wrong, maybe he forgot. But having the same creepy dream again and again made me realize, the chances of it being a dream are higher than being real.
My dreams are crazy just like my mind!
Maybe because you don't like a cat and it's a test for you if there is one day one cat come in front of you and need for help, just for you to be ready if that would happen.