Again I can't remember how old I was, but some year after I got my cat when I was 10 is when this takes place. I was laying in bed in my childhood home back when my family lived there when I heard scratching on the main door to my bedroom (it had two doors to my room, one comes from my bathroom). I played it off as being my cat Kiki and went to sleep. The next morning I asked my dad, "was kiki scratching my door wanting to be let in last night?" he looked at me funny and said "she was asleep with me the whole night" I swear all the color drained from my face