A paragraph: a strange night It was a cold night and it was raining. I was watching telly in the living room. Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door. I got up and opened the door, but there was nobody there. The person who had knocked on the door had disappeared. All that remained were his shoes. While I was closing the door there was lightning and I could see that there was a note in his shoes. After I had read the note I decided that it was better to go to bed. I was trying falling asleep but I continued thinking about the content of the note. In the middle of the night I heard a cat meowing, it was his, then I got up and I went into the kitchen I drank a cup of coffee. I had decided that I wanted to help him. I went in front of the door, and I could to hear him that he was out and he was waiting to enter. I opened the door and it was true, my old friend John was a big cat. It was unbelievable, we had sat down on the sofà and we had talked about our life as if he wasn’t a cat, and he wanted also a tail. While we were chatting, the night had gone away and the sun was rising. I said to him to remain in my house because it was more safe, while I went to pharmacy where I had to buy some medicines. I was driving to go to the town center while, suddenly, I found myself in traffic rush hour. I wasn’t in a hurry, so I thought again about the story my friend John had told me….