SAM

 

Sam is very loud. He purrs and rumbles a lot, and sometimes his snore echoes through the house.

He is big, adorable, and has a beautiful pair of eyes.

Sam is my five-year-old cat.

He can also be very mischievous. What I love most about him is his furry tail. I love how it quivers whenever I touch his
stomach.

I'm going through an old family photo album that dates back four generations before mine.

I saw it the previous day when I was going through my mum's old stuff.

Normally, I would flip through the pages without care, as I do with every other photo album, but not today. Something has caught my attention.

Sam is in the pictures. How is it that my five-year-old cat is in these pictures?

From four generations ago, he's in each picture. Is that a smile on his face?

I see the striking resemblance. He got a scar on his left cheek from when he almost got run over by a car last year. There is a scar in the picture.

"Mom...." I call out in a weak voice

Sam stares at me and then gives me the same mischievous grin he has on in the pictures.

I can feel the cold shivers running down my back

I almost kick him off my lap as I make haste to my mum's room to tell her what I just discovered.




"Mum, you have to see this."
My mum is on the bed, reading a book.

"What is it this time Marie?" My mum asks rolling her eyes

"It's Sam, how is Sam in all of our family pictures?"

"Who's Sam?"

"Sam, my five-year-old cat"

"You don't have a cat, Marie"

"Sam, mum, Sam! He's in the living room" I gesture towards the living room

"What is this Marie, what cat?" my mum is staring at me like I'm insane.

"Could you come to the living room so I can show you what I'm talking about? Please?"

She reluctantly follows me to the living room, I can tell she's pissed off.

Sam is on the floor staring at me, I wish I could wipe that smug off his face.

I pick up the album, but there is no Sam in any of the pictures. No way! This can't be.

"Where is this mysterious cat in the pictures and living room, Marie? My mum asks.

"Sam is right there mum, on the floor, he was in all of our pictures too but..."

"Is this one of your TikTok pranks?"

"No mum, I...."

"I'm going back to my room, try not to disturb me...again!"

I am dumbfounded and I can't tell what is going on, all I do is stare at Sam who stares right back at me, still smiling.

Now the big question is... Where did Sam come from? And how is it that I'm the only person who can see it?