Moments of My Life
written by Adelina Lovegood-Braith
This is a book describing all the awesome moments I've had, especially with my father. Each chapter is a moment I've had. *NOTE*: Possible trigger warnings are in the book.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
5
Reads
553
Moment 3: My Pet's Death
Chapter 3
~POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING#1: DEPRESSION~
You may have thought my life was a box of chocolates, but you were wrong. I used to have a pet cat named Mr. Whiskers, and he was pretty expensive. How much? £1,000(One thousand pounds)! He was an orange tabby and was 9 months old when I adopted him. We had alot of fun together and when he turned 4 years, everything changed, on his birthday!
~~~
It all started when I was hanging around outside of my room. I decided to let Mr. Whiskers go explore. "Make sure you watch him." My dad would say when I did this. I sat on the front porch and I enjoyed watching my cat play around and kill some scurrying mice. Unfortunately, no offence, he was a little dumb. Mr. Whiskers would occasionally watch cars zoom by and try to get the peoples' attention. He loved the cars so much, that when I wasn't looking, he ran to the road to see the cars. Scared, I instantly tried to catch him and I would call him, but it was too late. A bloody car ended up running him over, and before we could get him to an animal hospital, he died in my arms.
You may have thought my life was a box of chocolates, but you were wrong. I used to have a pet cat named Mr. Whiskers, and he was pretty expensive. How much? £1,000(One thousand pounds)! He was an orange tabby and was 9 months old when I adopted him. We had alot of fun together and when he turned 4 years, everything changed, on his birthday!
~~~
It all started when I was hanging around outside of my room. I decided to let Mr. Whiskers go explore. "Make sure you watch him." My dad would say when I did this. I sat on the front porch and I enjoyed watching my cat play around and kill some scurrying mice. Unfortunately, no offence, he was a little dumb. Mr. Whiskers would occasionally watch cars zoom by and try to get the peoples' attention. He loved the cars so much, that when I wasn't looking, he ran to the road to see the cars. Scared, I instantly tried to catch him and I would call him, but it was too late. A bloody car ended up running him over, and before we could get him to an animal hospital, he died in my arms.
