When I was young, I went to my friend's house, and there was a kitten there. I remember my friend's mother coming into the bedroom at one point with the kitten, probably to tell me goodnight. After she left, I had a feeling that the kitten was still in the room. Soon the kitten came onto the bed, and I began to pet it.
I heard footsteps coming down the hall, and feared my friend's mother had noticed the kitten's disappearance and was searching for it. I tried to push the kitten under the covers to hide it from her, but to no avail. She came in, found the kitten there, and took it out of the room with her, much to my disappointment.
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