39. RIP, Hamster
I was maybe 12 or 13. One night, I fell asleep in the living room instead of the bedroom, where my pet hamster’s cage was. I woke up kinda late, around 10 and as soon as I did, my mom pulled me into the dining room and sat me down instead of letting me go to the bathroom (which was through the bedroom).
I got this weird feeling that my hamster had died, which is why my Mom wouldn’t let me into the bedroom. Then she told me my hamster had died while I was sleeping.