Estefania Rios

First of all you have to know that I don't like pets, I don't like animals, none of them. I think this fact is because when I was about seven years old, one dog attacked my grandmother and she had to go to the hospital. So I think it was traumatic for me and all my cousins.
Last year, one day at university I arrived home and nobody wasn't there. My parents were working and my brother was playing soccer with his friends. Then, I found one of the front doors opened and I began to worry... I went to the second floor and I left my bag on my bed. Later I turned on my computer and suddenly I heard a strange sound... I saw a little cat there! So I screamed, the cat ran away and I closed my bedroom door. I called my mother and as I was crying, she got worried. She thought that someone had stolen me or something terrible had happened. I told her the story and she was angry because it was not a reason to cry. Fortunately, my brother called me later and he was good with me, I told him that when he arrived home he had to look for the cat and to take it out because I really did close all the doors.

Finally they arrived home and they told me "don't worry, everything is ok!" I felt better and I knew that I had to be relaxed with animals to don't feel panic in a situation like this one.