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Today’s Confession:

 

Last year, I was driving home down a dark winding road around 11pm. A cat darted out in front of the car. I slammed on my breaks and swerved but still hit it. I felt the thump under the wheels. I knew if it wasn’t dead, it would be soon. I sat in the road and cried for ten minutes. I couldn’t make myself get out of the car and check on it. I couldn’t see what was left of it. I don’t go down that road anymore. I drive twenty minutes out of the way to avoid it and the memory of what happened. I still feel badly about that cat. I know I did all I could to avoid it, but somehow, I think I should have done more.

 

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