I guess i have to fight back so here my part of the story..
I got possum when I was about 6-8 he was still a kitten I adored him, when we moved to Mississippi and in a trailer park Possum got sick..and so my mom never let him inside so he stayed outside, this never stopped us from seeing each other though, he would wait outside, his fur and the way he purred always made my sadness go away, possum was like my guardian angel.. Until a took a plane to Wisconsin and never saw him again until, one night I had a nightmare I was in a field trip at an adoption center and while me and my bff sat down and talked a cat that looked just like possum sat in the empty seat next to us, we had to go soon but everyone was so confused- I promised everyone I would adopt the weird cat, after we ate I went back to adopt him but I saw two teenagers holding him getting ready to adopt him, me and my bff walked up to the girls to confront them that I wanted the cat, they teased me and took the cat. When I woke up I was a wreck I didn't think of anything I just cried, when I explained to my mom she said it was god trying to say possum is gone and with him now, happy, and then that's when she told me. Possum had died, he was bitten by a snake, I cried until it felt like my head would explode, illl never forget possum it's been 4 years since I last seen him, but 5 months since his death, I miss him dearly and knowing I'll never get to see him again makes me break out tears, sorry if the writing is sloppy kinda got emotional lolll
Don't pity for me though, I'm still harrasing someone.