
The Sanderson family had traveled for several hours when they finally reached the little village which was situated on the outskirts of town. You could only see isolated trees and ramshackled houses with half peeled colour. The children, Nancy and Sue, drowsy stared through the window. The car drove upwards rocky roads. Jack felt how the wind increased the higher they came. It was a strange and annoying feeling that he couldn't ignore.
"There! There!" Sue shouted.
And indeed, the house was there. It piled up in front of them like a frail object. The spruces behind the house were floating in the wind. The door uttered a somber creaking and reluctantly opened itself. Sue and Nancy ran up and down the stairs. There were 6 rooms in the house. Nancy stepped into one of the darkest rooms. She could only see a table and a bed. She put on the light and discovered something that she hadn't seen before. A wardrobe was positioned next to the table. It looked like an ordinary wardrobe with the exception of the peeled wallpaper. Nancy found a key who was hanging on a hook. She inserted the key. There was only darkness. Nancy turned around and was going to close the door. Then she heard the sound. A mewing. A wispy creature emerged from the darkness. A cat! Nancy was over the moon. She had been nagging for a cat for years.
Nancy's parents were cleaning the whole day. They polished and made phonecalls. Nancy was alone with the cat. She bought milk and cat food in the shop. She arranged a comfortable basket for the cat to sleep in. It was a grown-up cat, a female.
To be continued....
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