My baby, best friend, and kitty, Diamond was nothing short of amazing. She knew when I need company, when I wanted to be alone (which was never) and when I wanted to play. I got her when I was five. I was the weird little girl that no one liked. I only had two friends and they only liked me because they had to. (we were related) But Diamond became my best friend. I told her everything and she was practically human. We remained very close for years. Until I started growing up and noticing boys and makeup and going out on the weekends. I always loved Diamond but I started spening less and less time with her. Her last day alive, I was going to a sleep over with my "boyfriend" and for some reason, Diamond wouldn't let me go into my closet. I was in a rush and she was kind of annoying me. I yelled at her to move and grabbed my clothes and left. I came home the next day and my parents told me that my baby, my best friend had been hit by a car and died instantly. They had put her a garbage bag and put her in the dumpster so the raccons wouldn't mess with her. All I did for weeks was cry. Its still hard to go on with my day without breaking down. Its been two years and it still hurts.
I have a new cat. She's my baby and I love her but truthfully, she can't replace Diamond.
She remains in my heart forever and always.
I have a new cat. She's my baby and I love her but truthfully, she can't replace Diamond.
She remains in my heart forever and always.
