One day a cat was wandering in the street so I went and got her. When she was in my house I gave her something to eat and drink. 7 years later I still had that cat. I named her olive. We were best friends. There was only one problem: she would never let me go into the basement! One Sunday night I was staying up way too late, then as I was walking to go to bed I heard the door creak I hid in my loft right above the door. I looked down and I saw a shadow of a cat. It was olive! I was terrified. My precious kitty! She was sneaking out! I didn't dare speak. I knew I would scare her if I did. 20 minutes later the door creaked again and there she was my little kitten with a bag full of treasures probably from my neighbors! When it was morning I went into the basement. And to my surprise it was filled with millions of dollars and things that are very rare. On a shelf I saw the rarest crystal in the world and it was the only one left of its kind. That day I sent that cat to a training center and I returned all of the things and the signs that reported the missing things. Since I did all of this and I had to skip school. After the training my cat was normal or at least I thought so. Part two coming tomorrow.