"Wake up! It's me." Her paws were on my arms, as if to hold me down. She looked directly into my eyes. "What's going on?"
"I don't think I can fly anymore," I said, tears running down my face. "Look, my wings are frayed."
"It's okay. I can help you fix them. Trust me, it will be okay."

One day my kitty, Sammi, came to me when I was in great pain. Soon afterwards my fiance found me and immediately called my cousin, Kat. I owe them for bringing me back from the edge, helping me fly once again.