Every morning, I would always calling molly to feed them. It would be her name that I called first. How about later, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Even if I call out for her million times, she wouldn't be there anymore. My molly too, leave me. After kimmy, she was too died due to an accident. I could still feel, she was at my lap earlier, sitting beside Cici. Even before I went inside, I stroke her fur so that she would stay and slept on the sofa.
But she didn't stay. I was stunned and obviously I was so nervous as well as tense, prayed that it wouldn't be true that another cat died. As I went down the staircase, I prayed hard this wouldn't be true.
I tried to calm down as Molly lying there, blood was everywhere. I shook my heart and bit my lips, so that I wouldn't cry. I still remember this feeling, the feeling of sadness after Kimmy died. and now, Molly? the youngest one? I felt so pathetic as I cried hard when the dying Molly buried. It was hard, and it still hurt me. I miss her as well as Kimmy. I couldn't even recover from the pain of losing Molly. Oh God!
*cries* Tsk...
my beloved Molly and Kimmy,
I miss you and will always do,
I will never forget how you brought such happiness in my life,
you are the happiest thing I have ever had,
thinking of you make me feel so sad,
but there's nothing I can do,
I still feel your presence here,
I love you Kimmy, Molly...
may you rest in peace.
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