Sorry for the late update. I lost my kitten two days ago, and since then I haven't felt like myself. He was only five months old, but he was very smart and gentle. I know many people think cats are not as emotional as dogs, but my baby was. He followed me everywhere and understood me. He was not just a pet-he was my comfort and my companion when I felt lonely.
A stray dog killed him. He didn't eat him, but he broke my baby's neck. My bubble cried for help, but no one came to help him. I hate humans. Humans are so cruel.
I miss my bubble more than I can explain. He was my partner in my loneliness, and now I feel alone again. I don't really know what to do right now. Writing feels hard, and everything feels so heavy.
I wrote this chapter a few days ago, before this happened, so I am uploading it today.
Thank you for waiting, and I am truly sorry for the delay.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/407099254