So this was a couple of years ago. There was this kid who would always ask why I acted so weird, so I just told him “I’m a cat!”. Since I couldn’t remember much from when I was little, I just assumed that I died as a cat and was sent into this body. He would always tell me to stop acting weird, but I insisted that I was right. Now looking back on that, I learned 2 things. One was that I had a strange imagination. The other thing was that I was destined to be a furry. uwu