When in 4th grade i remember when i was little kiddo coming home after long period in school had just witnessed an cat in the street being driven over by the car. My kid self just stared at the dead body while having no reaction in childs eyes trying to process what happened while every person walking past me seem like haven't noticed a whole problem. After came back home asking deeply in my heart - is the kitten sleeping or is it long gone? - while my mother and father wasn't at home and my little brother had some club to attend. I wish i could forget it and not blame myself for kittens life that i haven't even taken away from and still feel guilty by not just taking it to the grass to gently placing it near a tree. (Poor little creatures i sometimes ask myself why some people look at animals as a toy and it gets old its like an broken robotic to owner and they get thrown out from home and have to survive this cruel world by there small little feet.) I always ask myself what we're they crossing the street for? Why didn't they try to run as fast as they could? We're they that abused/hurten from owner or the living conditions they had from small age? Why did the driver hurry? Sadly no one can answer them for me now..... -rest in peace little angel-
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