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my poor cat

assalamualaikum my lovely reader. Today I will share my sad story, so don't forget to read until the end.

I love cat. But I don’t have a was.  Why ?, it is because I have a trauma to raise a cat. It all started when I five years old. At the time, I and my dad go sightseeing around village by bicycle. And when through the quiet way, I saw kitten that cute but dirty walk alone. I’m interested in the cat, and I asked my father to bring the cat return home with us. Initially my father refuse to do it. But I kept asking for him. And finally he allowed me to take care of the kitten on condition i have to really keep it.

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I am very happy to keep the kitten. My kitten named ompel. It caused my kitten has gray fur coat that was so soft. My kitten is male. It is very smart and likes to play with small balls. It always gets spoilt with me when i’m home. My kitten also likes to get spoiled with my mom and dad. I think my kitten is like my little brother for me.

It’s been almost a year since ompel been living with us. Ompel grew up well and health. One day, I and my parent must go to Pangkalan Bun. Because I and my dad are accompanying my mom go to therapy. Then I must leave my kitten with my uncle. When I was there, I miss ompel and I wanted to go home as soon as possible so i could see ompel. Finally a day to come home, i am very excited about it. When I am return to my village, I immediately asked my dad to go to my uncle’s house, to pick up ompel. After arriving, I asked my uncle about whereabouts ompel. But my uncle just shut up and walked into the backyard. I followed him. Then my uncle said “ompel was die”. I am so sad to hear that and i am crying. My cat’s gone and I can’t believe it. Uncle said that ompel died of a motorcycle accident.

And that’s when i began to fear to look after cats again though I like it very much. 

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