Why do things have to happen sofast? why do they have to occur and make oyu feel helpless? i lost my baby....i lost her to some idiot driving. granted they MAYnot have seen her...but they still hit her. she was a bitg catwhy didnt they stop? why did they just run away? you canfeel your car when you run over a fucking pill bottle. why the hell couldnt they feel it when they run over a fifteen pound cat?! Its hurts to much to look at my window and know thati will never hear her happy chirp, her meow in dismay at the fact she got stuck on her back again.i will never feel her fur nuzzling me at night anymore...i cant playwith her big belly...myother kittens are sad because she is gone, i can see it. Everyone is trying to comfort me, trying to tell me 'its okay' 'shes in a better place' 'she didnt die in pain, it was quick' 'she learnedh er lessons in thislife and it was time for her to move on' How the hell would they know? even though things learn their life lessons,there should be no point in whatever power thereis out there to kill them, much less let them get run over by a god dammed car....i am sitting in my window...where she would always lay and meow at me with excitement when iwalked in the room, where when i would say 'hi!; she would meow in response to me....where, when gremy would get too rought nika would flee to so ninja could beat him up for her......its about 9 days till my birthday, and my cat was taken from me, my baby was removedfrom my life in an instant. first my friends and i were playing a Changeling game, then as they were all leaving billy comes in and calls me outside, i saw her, i didnt know what to think. maybe i was hoping it was Squeaky, Ninjas mom. but when i grew closer i saw the fat catlying there dead. i felt the lifeless cold body, and ran inside to my mom and dad crying, what could i do? what didnt i do? why did it happen? I may never know and allthough everyone is trying ot convince me of things i doubt i will listen. Ilook out the window again, before i finish this and see something. its small and white, sitting by the oak tree. after tons of rain in the past couple days comapred to the rest of the year.a wingle white water lilly has grown up out of the dying grass. no where else near by for the next couple yards can i see any other. Ninja is gone and burried in the backyard. sent to live her life out elsewhere, and i will never get to see her again. even though i know she is gone, i continue to cry, i cry become i mis her, and i cry because i will always miss her. Goodby my baby.