So To Make This a Horrible Day...

Awkwardly I made this day worst than usual. So Chasing Shadow my Best Murdering Friend (LOLZ) talked about her RIP Pet I thought of my pet.

Even though it has been like 6 months since my poor Moo had died I am still very sad.
This is where my story begins.
Moo was a stray cat. I fed it secretly so my parents wouldn't find out but of course they did. My dad doesn't like animals in general because I am actually allergic to Cats in particular. I always thought cats were horrible creature. But you know I watched over Moo. So let me skip a few life stories. So My Mom and Sister and younger siblings did like Moo but not my Dad still didn't. (To tell you the truth he just got used to Moo) Well my Mom and Older Sister made Moo a little house out of stuff laying around the house and we kept it at the front porch. So during the night like at 10 or so. I would go outside and I can't believe I'm saying this but I talked to Moo. Moo seemed to understand how it feels to be alone (I was kind of anti people I guess I really don't remember. ) So I would talk about everything to it. I bought food for it finally and stuff it needed. It was pretty cold outside so I would usually hold Moo close to me. (For warmth) So one day I kind of didn't talk to Moo at all that day. Then at 9:00 I heard a slight meow I was like is that Moo oh well I don't mind. So I fell asleep I woke up at around 9:30 or so and my older sister was the one to wake me up. I went outside and noticed Moo was in the road laying down. I was like no Moo isn't dead. I looked at Moo souless as ever it seemed. I saw it was still very warm and I began to pet Moo like I used to. I didn't know how it died. No one does. I looked at it until the neighbors said that they would just throw it in the garbage dump (I was now going insane why would they do that). Moo was a shedding cat so its fur was on the ground (weird it must be but I picked it up and kept it to remember it) They picked it up with a shovel I couldn't stand to see but I didn't know what else to do. I watched as they took Moo away. I went in the house and locked my door and cried to myself. Then my sister opened the door with the key and came to comfort me. I went to the bathroom this time and until I stopped crying I came out and pretended everything was okay. The next day I was depressed more than usual but no one noticed. I cried in first block and 2nd block but no one really cared. I came home and cried. But I just had to do one thing erase Moo from my memory.......... jk actually I just dealt with the fact that Moo would be in heaven or maybe in another life (cats have 9 lives remember) so yup
RIP Moo