I was going through a really tough time in my life, depression, no friends, basically dropped out of highschool.
Around christmas, I was with my step-mom at the feed store, buying dogfood for her retreiver, when I approached the bunny pen. For some reason, a certain bunny just caught my eye, I felt drawn to it, and it wasn't necessarily acting any different than the others, except, the others all ran away, and this one let me scoop him up. Instantly fell in love. Decided to buy him right then and there. I named him Aladdin, or Al for short.
I spent every waking moment with Al, he was my only friend for months. I even brought him to parties, everyone loved him, he would cuddle and sit still and spend hours licking your hand or face after you pet him on the head for awhile... And then one day, he's chilling with me on my bed like he always does, but I fall asleep. As I wake up, I shift my knee, it causes him to slip over the edge and injure his spine on the ground. It felt like a bad dream, I literally felt detached from reality. I had never expirienced death before, and all the other factors just... It was hell. I had caused the death of my only friend, the only "pet" i'd ever truly bonded with, the only source of inspiration to continue living life.