Time

We all have such limited time on this Earth, we ought to make the most of it. As I was walking home from work yesterday, I saw blood smeared on the road, and then I saw the creature it belonged to. I’m not even sure whether it was a cat or a small dog, but it had been moved from the center to the side of the road, it was heartbreaking. It made me wonder how in a country where people treat animals like children someone had been in such a rush that they weren’t able to stop themselves from killing an innocent being. I wonder what made them rush so much that they disregarded life. I wonder so many things, but most of all, how they felt after taking a life? Do they feel sad or angry? Do they still think about what happened? I know I would.