This story makes me sad when I think of it, but here it goes.
A LONG time ago, we had found a kitten. We named her De-De (in our family we name our animals in alphabetical order), and she lived in my brother's room because she was too small to stay outside.
When she lived in my brother's room, she left a certain smell. NOT a urine smell, more like a kitten love and fur kind of smell. It real's hard to explain, but whenever I smelled that smell, I would think of De-De.
To make a long, sad story short De-De died on her second night of being old enough to go outside. My whole family was very sad, but I always thought it was my fault and my brother thought the same thing. But we moved on and tried not to think of it.
Flash forward like 6 or 7 years, and I was getting out of the shower (yes a lovely picture lol). Anyway I was getting out of the shower when I smelled the "De-De smell" you might say.
Now the smell did stay, right at the doorway to my brother's room for a good year or two after she had died, but it had long since gone away. So what a surprise for me to suddenly smell this smell.
It lasted for like 5 or 6 seconds then slowly went away. I thought, maybe (trying to figure it out) that it was the rug I was standing on. So I bent down, and smelled one last whiff, then it went away and I didn't smell it again. I wasn't scared; I was just surprised that she came, if it really was her.
I know a lot of you won't believe me, but she was my kitten, and I do believe that she came to visit me. This story was really hard for me to write, so don't say anything mean. I just wanted to share my story. Thank you.