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Hey, guys. Sad day for me today. My cat died last night.. he was really sick. The doctor took him down. If you don't know what that means, basically they put a needle in him and he "fell asleep." But he was my first cat.. my best friend.. my FIRST friend... Although, sometimes I would pick him up and try to pet him... He was always so nice to me... Last night I was sitting on my bed drawing.. I needed a pencil sharpener so I went upstairs to ask for one. But the first thing I heard.. was that my uncle took Simba down. So I'm just sitting there, completely out of my mind, trying not to cry. But I ask anyways for the pencil sharpener I needed. I finally go downstairs, sharpen my pencil, and draw a sketch of him. Not this one, but a sketch of just him. Then mom decided to call me to tell me. I go into the living room and I replied, "I know, I heard." So she goes into the computer room, where my sister happens to be.. and tells her. That is when I start to cry. When I tried to go to sleep, I didn't. I couldn't. I just started crying again. So today I'm not going to school. Simba has been with me many years, and I do not want to forget him. He may be gone, but wherever he is, he can probably see me typing this. Maybe he's the reason that I'm up already at 5 o' clock in the morning. I'm gonna miss him. Cos' whenever I'm gonna walk into my uncle's house, I won't ever see him anymore. Good luck, Simba. I love you and I'll miss you.

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Hey, guys. Sad day for me today. My cat died last night.. he was really sick. The doctor took him down. If you don't know what that means, basically they put a needle in him and he "fell asleep." But he was my first cat.. my best friend.. my FIRST friend... Although, sometimes I would pick him up and try to pet him... He was always so nice to me... Last night I was sitting on my bed drawing.. I needed a pencil sharpener so I went upstairs to ask for one. But the first thing I heard.. was that my uncle took Simba down. So I'm just sitting there, completely out of my mind, trying not to cry. But I ask anyways for the pencil sharpener I needed. I finally go downstairs, sharpen my pencil, and draw a sketch of him. Not this one, but a sketch of just him. Then mom decided to call me to tell me. I go into the living room and I replied, "I know, I heard." So she goes into the computer room, where my sister happens to be.. and tells her. That is when I start to cry. When I tried to go to sleep, I didn't. I couldn't. I just started crying again. So today I'm not going to school. Simba has been with me many years, and I do not want to forget him. He may be gone, but wherever he is, he can probably see me typing this. Maybe he's the reason that I'm up already at 5 o' clock in the morning. I'm gonna miss him. Cos' whenever I'm gonna walk into my uncle's house, I won't ever see him anymore. Good luck, Simba. I love you and I'll miss you.