Theoretical Suicide

oh I had it planned out one day when I was grade nine, but my cat stopped me, I owe him my life. I was going to inhale car fumes and have a towel around me to make sure it was all I was breathing. I was by myself and the car was in the driveway. I was very depressed during my early teens.

I am glad my cat stopped me, I love life more then ever, he has been dead for a few years now, but I still tend to his grave every year, I owe him so much.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Originally Posted by Omi-Cron Kenobi

Intersting idea, Dekoa.
Chibi Neko: How exactly did your cat stop you? Was he in the same area as you and you had to stop so he wouldn't die too?

he did two things, first he followed me everywhere, like he could sense something. I got the keys to my mom's car and knelt on the floor, he got on my lap and stared right in to my eyes for a long time, when I turned my head, he would get off my lap and walked in front of my face and kept staring at me. i swear I saw a sad expression on his face, I then said to myself "I can't do it"

There's nowhere I can't reach.