The day I thought I was going to die
I am not one to be scared of the dark or get jump scared. I'm a chill person who does not worry a lot, and when a situation does arrive I am more of the type to take action. However my perspective on my fight or flight was changed one day when I was cat-sitting for a friend. I still do believe if in a group setting I will fight to protect the other people that I love, but that is not the case for when I am alone. I went over to my friends house around noon to check in on her cat for the day. Everyday I would go and check her food and water. Shortly after I would go looking through the house to find the cat. I looked under tables, behind furniture, and on this particular day I found her under the bed on a trundle. Once I found her we played for a little and then we went to watch tv together on the sofa in the living room. She fell asleep on my lap while I was petting her. I guess she was not a fan of watching Victorious. After about 20 minutes her head perks up very fast and looks ...