my best friend my cat...

When i got home my parents aproched me and bared the bad news. My best friend and my bloved cat was bruttaly murderd with a shovel by a sycopath. I dropped to my nees and hit the floor with my fist follwed by a blood renching scream. i got up and punched my fist through the wall, my parents tried to calm me down but i pushed away and picked up the T.V. and hucked it through the window. I stormed to the door and grasped the door nob and a hand rested on my shoulder my hand slipped and I collased balling. my father sat next to me and and just held me. I never forgot that day and missed my best friend for a long time....