Talking cats

As a kid ana my moms friend was very adventurous and fearless, growing up in Kinshasa, Congo the freedom parents gave there kids was incredible this was due to the fact that all parents knew it each other and that they all went to the same church on Sunday's. 

With that being I once asked my mom what the freakiest thing she experienced as a kid, knowing that her and ana her best friend always were up to something crazy when they weren't supervised. What she told me that day freaked me out. 

When she was 12 she lived in the city and was enrolled in a private school which was on the other side of town and the only thing separating her from her school which she had to walk to every morning was a the national graveyard. The morning walk never scared her it's the walk back that was scary and spooky this was because she had heard that a few years back that an old man who owned 13 cats had past away from a bizarre and strange death and the day he was had found his body was surrounded by all his cats and they were all crying like humans.

She was also told that a few days after this man pasted away that all the cats magically disappeared on the graveyard close to where he was resting. The rumor also was that at midnight all the cats came onto this mans grave to praise him as if he was a God and this was because he loved cats so much. 

As all gossiping teenage girls do my mom told her friend ana who of course didn't believe it and wanted to know for herself. The curiosity of ana made her wonder if this story was true and not fiction so she asked my mom to have a girls night which the often did to then later on that night go see for themselves. My mom having all the pride she had didn't want to admit that she was scared to go on this adventure but not being want called a loser she decided to go anyways. 

That night was colder then usual and the graveyard darker then ever. On their way there they had seen on white cat which didnt mean much to them. But as they got closer they seemed to come across more and more cats and all seemed to be heading toward the graveyard. As they arrived there a little before 12 my mom told me. She said everything had changed the climate had gone from cold to warm and the lighting of the graveyard seemed to direct you to one spot and one spot only that mans grave. 

She said as 12 o'clock hit she saw all the cats from that neighborhood run towards that grave and start crying like they were having a funeral. 

She said that this experience freaked her out and that she never walked across that place again.