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I had this orange kitten for two weeks, I had payed for absolutly everything. I had been persuading my mom for years for a kitten and i finally got her to let me get a kitten. Two weeks had passed with havnng the kitten and it was the day before shots for the kitten and the kitten. The kitten had to live in the garage since my mom didnt want stains. At 7:15 in the morning my mom was driving my brother to work  and my mom totally forgot about the kitten and he was playing with the wheel and then the car drove back. He got crushed. It was 6:00 in the morning i was going to go play with him but i was to lazy to get up. I woke up at 8:30 as I walked down the stairs and heard the same thing as I had heard when my bunny died "we have to tell her" my mom sobbing said "butterscotch is dead" I was devastated I screamed ran down the stairs crying I ran right out the door calapsted on the ground yelling "this is'nt happening! I finally got a cat and its gone forever!" I walked into the garage to ahorrible sight.  Blood on the ground and my dad was power washing it. Since that day when ever someone says "cats" or "kittens" I think of butterscotch. </3

 

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