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Here is part 6 of Cats Take Control. Enjoy!!

There were so many questions running through my brain. Why is my dad here? Why is he a cat? Just as I was about to ask him a question, he hugged me really fighting. I almost couldn’t breathe!

My dad opened his mouth to say something but a loud, wailing siren erupted him. A voice amplified around the neighbourhood speakers repeating the same sentence over and over again. The sentence was,’Escaped humans alert.’

Millyxx

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It is the year 2090. The prime minister or should I say Purr Minister? Anyway the Purr Minister is Queenie Fluffypaws the cat. My name is Harper Hughes, i’m a human and I’m 12 years old. The first day I saw that cats were getting smarter was on a Tuna Tuesday.

It all started with my dog, Clover, chasing a white cat up a tree. I thought it was normal but the next day a group of talking cats came to my door! They said they were the Feline Bureau of Investigation. I thought I was dreaming. I closed my eyes and opened them again.

When I opened my eyes the cats were gone! So it wasn’t real. But after that things started changing. There were milk fountains in town squares, catnip cappuccinos, a new National motto: If I fits, I sits! and worst of all cats would video humans and upload the videos onto Mewtube.

The worst thing happened two months after it all started. Dogs were banned! I cried for days when Clover was taken, but little did I know that that wasn’t the worst things that was going to happen. Instead of humans having pet cats, cats would have pet humans. Worst of all my owner was Queenie Fluffypaws the Purr Minister!

Queenie Fluffypaws liked to show off her pet human, Harper (me), to her rich and famous friends. I hated being on a lead with a collar round my neck. The only good thing is that her friends’ pet humans were my BFF’s Saska and Jessie.

When Queenie and her friends were chatting they put Saska, Jessie and I into a plastic playpen. Luckily the playpen was in a different room so my BFF’s and I could talk. Most of the time I asked them how life was and stuff like that. Usually they told me that their life as famous and rich people’s pet humans was rubbish.

Well, anyway this happened for about three months till me, Saska and Jessie got the chance to escape from our owners. Queenie, her friend Lady Pawfect (Saska’s owner), and Dame Cat Blanc (Jessie’s owner) were all going to see Catie Catnip singing at a concert. They were going to be away for 5 days! The servants that looked after us checked on us every 2 hours and at night time didn’t check on us.

We decided that we should escape on the second night because it was full moon. When the servants weren’t looking we started packing our belongings. All I had to pack was my clothes, my phone, my spare money, a picture of my BBF’s and I. I also had a picture of me, my mum, my dad, my six year old brother Harrison and my baby sisters, Hazel and Harley. My cat Ginger is also in the picture!

I really missed my family, but I had to keep going or I wouldn’t see them again. Well me and the girls snuck out and found my house with the key in the flowerpot (I know, my family are weird but it meant the cats couldn’t get in) and opened the back door. Little did we know that someone was watching us from the safety of their house across the street.

As soon as we got into my house I ran upstairs to my bedroom hoping to find all my thing. There was only the bed and wardrobe left! I was looking for the only thing I knew nobody every knew about (except my parents). Not even my BBFs! I searched my wardrobe and looked under my bed. Too my dismay all I found was a Miss Hermione the smart figure from my game called Witches and Wizards.

I kept searching and searching and searching. Eventually I found what I was looking for. As I was about to open the box it was kept in, Saska and Jessie burst into the room. They explained that a white cat was walking up my driveway and was about to knock on the door! I hid the box behind my back as Saska and Jessie ran out of the room to try and block the front door.

I ran downstairs to find the cat in my hall with Saska and Jessie at the other side of the room. The cat had my front door keys in his hand. That was how he got in! But why would he have the keys to my front door!?!?!?

I quickly backed away and climbed up the stairs. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I brought my box out of my pocket and opened it. Inside there was a big red button.

My parents always told me that if I pressed the button inside the box I would get help where ever I was. I hoped that this would bring the help I needed to save my friends and I.

As soon as I had pressed the big red button, the white cat from downstairs hacked down the door with a hammer. When I opened my mouth to scream the cat covered my mouth with his paw. He hissed at me to stay quiet.

Wait a minute….I realised I knew who this cat was. My Dad!!!!

Millyxx