It was December 14, 2006. And I was in My pre-calculas class. The phone rang and my teacher had told me I needed to go home- she tried telling me I had a doctors appointment; But I then knew that somthing else was wrong. Every possible thought went through My head..somthing had went wrong with my nana she was hurt she was sick--My cat never crossed my mind. My cat, Hayden- was like my baby. I had gotten him in a really rough time in my life and he was always with me.. Anyway, I walked into the Guidance office to be dismissed and I saw my step-mom and I could tell she was upset..I asked her what was wrong and she started crying...She then told me Hayden was dead..Before I could even realize what was going on I was crying. I asked her what happened and she told me he was hit by a car. Hayden was a stray when I had gotten him--he was a baby but he was born outside so no matter what we had done he wanted to be outside. I felt horrible. I didn't just feel horrible because he has died. But because- hayden had always come up onto the bathroom sink and had me pet him in the morning while I was getting ready- And that morning he did like he always does-- But, I was a little angry with my nana that morning so I pushed Hayden away and closed the bathroom door and my nana let him outside not to long after that. He was hit approx. around 9:30 that morning. I feel like I pushed the poor thing away.. and I always pet him say goodmorning and I love him--and I didn't that morning. I miss him, so much. And there is nothing I can do to bring him back. The poor thing was so close to the side walk, and he just barly made it..But what really makes me mad is that whoever hit him didn't stop. Maybe if they stoped hayden coulda have been saved. But no, the didn't and nor did the people that kept hitting him..But everytime I think about it my heart breaks. I miss you hayden And I love you.