My Horrible Memmory Of My Kittens,

Im afrade to tell people this but i have to..


I have a pictorgraphic memmory.
You know how much i love animals right,.
I love animals SO! much i couldnt do anything to hurt one.
Well
When i was young
I lived out in the Countryish aera..
And i would have alot of little homeless kittens come to my house.
And there was about... 8
I named each and everyone of them,
Tux, was a black kitten, with a little white mark below his neck, like a tux
And there was greyie ( i was a little kid )
And one day i went out to the school bus pick up ( i was always the olny one, remember country )
And greyie followed me.
yea
I sat there, with greyie on the side of the road for a while waiting for the bus
And greyie excaped from my grip, adfrade shed get hit buy a car
Well i tryed to grab her, but she got hid by a white pickup..
I remember everything, the guy sitting like he diddnt know anyything
I walked over so scared, and saw everything..
Im not going to go into details but yeah
I ran home yelling..
Still to this day, seeing that image tears me up.
Everyday i see her.
Just a picture of what she looked like
after
The horrible sight.
And now i relize she was suffering
And all of it feels like my fualt, cause i diddnt run fast enough Olny if i could get my hands on the guy
There isint enough i could do to him, to make my self relife of it

I cant explain how many times iv broke down from it. Just telling you people im torn up right now.

Become a cat activist to clean up your life of filthy sins. Raise money and help kittens throughout the universe.


Eh, can't blame yourself much, though. It's not like you released him on purpose.

That's sad.
Especially as it's one of my favourite animals.
I adore cats, so cute.
But don't blame yourself. It may have been an accident waiting to happen so just forget the whole 'It was my fault' thing.

well the cat was gonna die somehow maybe it just didnt die pleasantly