I am just too sad to say anything, my cat died. My father told me when i returned home today. WHY IS THIS WORLD SO UNFAIR TO MY CAT?!!!!!!! IT IS THE MOST OBEDIENT CAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN IN MY LIFE AND WHY IS IT ALWAYS SUFFERING? From the first time, it hurt it's legs, then always bullied by other stupid fatty cats, bite by other big cats, got knocked down by car and went blind and now, knocked down by cat and left us. Why? Why?

It brought so much happiness to us, it caught mice, frogs and other bad stuff. It played with us. Even when it was injured and blind, it stayed strong. I remembered the day I saw it went it knocked down by a car last time. It's whole face all blood, it was groaning. I know, it had suffered in the midnight where nobody saved it. I cried, because it did not give up its live, it seemed to be calling us for help and when it heard me, I know, it hard and painful for it to turn it's head, but it did and meowed at me.

Dad buried it, and put a heart-shaped stone on it's 'grave'. When I came back, it already in the grave. Dad believed in next life, he prayed for it. I bear not to cry, I tried really hard, I ran back to my room and cried out loud. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO IT? It never did anything bad or harmful to this world, but why all sufferings went to it? Dad prayed cat can become a happy human in next time and go to heaven. I prayed for it too.

Looking at every thing and places it touched and slept on, I could not bear to tear. Just now saw it's blanket, I remembered yesterday night I brought it to the blanket, I decided not to see the blanket as all the memories came to me.

''Cat, now you can rest well, there will be no suffering anymore. You are really a good cat, you will be the happiest person in your next life. Thank you for giving so much happiness to me for a year. I really love you, cat.''