so on my way to school today, the car in front of me hit a cat.
and they kept driving.
the cat was dying and all i could do was watch helplessly as my mom comforted the poor dying creature while cars drove past as if nothing were wrong.
as if it were nothing.
while i know i shouldn't have, i gave it a name.
autumn, for their ginger pelt and the bright fiery colored leaves all around.
the least i could do was let them know that they were cared about and that they weren't nothing. like they were loved.
i can't get the cat out of my head now, or what i had to watch or see, but i hope that wherever autumn may be, i hope that they are safe, warm and have plenty of kitty friends to run around and have fun with.
i may not have known this cat but it at least deserves this.
