I was 6 at the time this happened. All the class had already filed out to go play in the field but I was left behind. I cried for a few moment, then tried to get past the 7th Grade class room but was too shy, but returned to my 1st grade classroom.
As i sat crying, I heard the sound of a small animal scurrying. out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something small and dark scamper into the heat register.
However I never could say for certain what the creature was.
Many years later, when I was guarding a stage for an outdoor concert, I saw the indistinct shape of similar ceatures near dawn. But because they were walking on concrete rather than linoleum, I heard no scratching of claws.
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