Losing Lucky

This stori's hero is Mouse. He went to see Lucky after school. Lucky is a rabbit. Lucky came hopping up to see him. They were thick as thieves. One day, He went to see Lucky, but Lucky did not come hopping up. It is strange for him that Lucky came hopping up to see him. So, he looked Lucky's hutch. He just lay in the corner of his hutch. Mouse thought that Lucky was asleep. He called Lucky's name. But Lucky did not wake up. Mouse was a worried look. Then he took Lucky inside. He said to his mother that Lucky do not wake up at all. His mother looked sad. She understood that Lucky has died. But he called not believe it. He was confused. Because he thought that he fed Lucky every day and he played with him and cleaned his hutch. Mother calmed him. It was just time for Lucky to die. Then, they put Lucky in the box. Lucky looked happy for them. And they put all the things Lucky liked in the box. Then, they went into the garden. His father dug a big hole for Lucky. They put Lucky in the hole. Mouse was crying for a long time. That night Mouse had a dream about Lucky. Lucky hopped up into the sky in his dream. Lucky looked be happy. So, Mouse felt happy. He thought that Lucky lives in heaven happily. This stori was a sad story. We had a black cat. His name is Chacha. When I was 15 years old , he came to my house. He was a very small cat. We were very good to him. But he was about 1 years old, he was in poor health. He looked very tired. We were anxious about him. But he had a appitite then. So we thougt he did not get ill. But he had not appititeat all after a short time. We were worried about him. So my mother and me took him to the animal hospital at once. We were very nervous. A vet examined him. He inspected his blood. Then the vet said to us slowly. "He fall in leukemia." he said. We were struck dumb with amazement. We just stood there in utter amazement. Firstly I could not face the situation calmly. I cried out. I wish for recovering his health. He was growing weak gradually. So I had him ate the fresh slice of raw fish. Because he likes sashimi very much. I thought  that I could encourage him. But he could not eat sashimi. He was limp with lying on the sofa. I challenged to have him ate sashimi any number of times. But he could not eat it. He was breathing with difficultly . It pains me even to think of it. Then, he died out after a short time. I cried out for a long time. I could not recover from his death.easily. When he died, he was about 1 year old. He was very young. I thought that he wanted to live more. I wasvery sad. Our family took him to the pet cemetery. His body was cremated. I remember a good old memory with him. So, I was very happy. I still remember him clearness. We like him very much. He gave us many wonderful memories. I deeply grateful to him.