you're tired. Your young kitten of two weeks old is sick. You cant even stay clean for a day lately. School sucks, the teachers suck, and so do the grades.

you're boyfriend was always sneaky, climbing through your window, finding ways in to pick your window even when it's locked. But you can't get mad at him for it, it's for good reasoning.

you always had to help your cat, stella, with eating, drinking, even jumping, since she was smaller then your palm and was to small to do something on her own. Like a baby trying to sit on a high chair without help.

you were laying in bed. Your boyfriend was outside of your window cause he wanted to suprise you, but when he saw your mother come in, he got out of sight. He hid himself but could still see a little part of the inside of your room.

"I'm sorry honey... stella... she passed."

and that's where it hit you, one of the few reasons of your daily happiness has died.