<center>well, my night is shot.
we heard this squeel outside, and we went to look, and it was a baby bunny, and we tried to get my cat, who was trying to eat it, away, but it was already dying, and it died in my hands, and my twin bro was crying the whole way as we took it nearby to the woods, and placed it there because our parents wouldnt let it in the house
it isnt that it died, really, but the fact that my parents wouldnt do nothing, and the fact it died alone and away from its parents, scared
*sighs* it took me half an hour to stop crying.. and i can still feel where its blood touched my hand.. so much for my night.. </center>
 Silver_Flame118 · Tue Apr 26, 2005 @ 03:56am · 0 Comments |
