It is unquestionably illegal to abuse animals as animals have their animal rights. Abusing animals is not only cruel, but also reflects badly on the abuser. I, as an animal lover, despise those cruel and evil people who abuse animals by kicking or hitting them, or even torturing them. It hurts my heart to see these inhumane people abusing the poor and helpless animals who can do nothing at all. However, it is extremely difficult to stop such incorrigible acts as some people think that it is 'cool' to abuse animals. I, on the other hand, think that they are mentally challenged such that they start abusing the weak animals. It was yet another mundane day at school. I had just finished my lessons and was heading home after filling my stomach with a delicious lunch at school. I walked back home through that familiar alley which was usually deserted as no one would walk there. I had just entered the alley and to my surprise, there was a boy around my age standing at a dark corner of the bending point of the alley. At first, I did not think much of the boy as he stood there silently. However, the more I looked at him, the more I thought that he looked extremely suspicious. I walked pass him slowly, looking at where and what he was staring at out of curiosity. All I could see was a grayish lump lying in the shadows. Taking a closer look, I realised what the 'grayish lump' was. I was shocked immediately by what I saw. A gray cat was lying there with one of its legs smashed by a hammer and crimson blood oozing out of its broken leg. Its fur was dropping and lines of blood could be seen on its body, appearing to be whip marks. It was a gruesome sight to see and I could even hear the cat moaning as if it was calling out for help. I felt sad for the cat and winced once I saw its leg.
Suddenly, the boy turned around. He had noticed my presence. This was when I noticed his bloodshot eyes and a hammer and whip in either of his hands. I felt frightened and intimidated. His eyes were staring straight into mine and they looked scary and fierce. I thought that he could have killed me just by staring at me in that manner. He shouted at me,"What are you looking at!" I could not utter a sound and stood rooted to the ground as if my feet were nailed to the cold, hard floor. Mere words could not express the way he instilled fear into me. He started walking towards me with the hammer and I immediately sensed the danger I was in, shooting off like a rocket towards the other end of the alley.
The boy did not chase me. In short, he did not even bother to look back at where I had ran to and merely turned back to the already dying cat. It hurt my heart to see his hammering actions towards the cat. Each hammer caused an acute pain in my heart and seeing the whole process of hammering the cat caused overwhelming pain. I could not take it anymore. I whipped out my handphone and punched it the numbers to call the police. I told the police about the abuser and my location. It seemed like eternity while I waited for the police to arrive. I inched closer to the boy and the cat, making sure that I was in a good position with the right distance away from them in case he was going to deliver the final blow to kill the cat.
Just as I expected, he aimed the hammer at the cat's head after torturing it further. It was a horrific sight, with all the blood and broken bones. I could not bear to listen to the cat's painful moaning and quickly covered my ears. However, I could not just stand by and watch. I watched closely as he aimed for the cat's head. Unknowingly and almost automatically, I lunged myself forward, pushing the boy away from the cat. He fell on his back and looked at me, staring straight into my eyes once more. However, my anger assisted me and I did not feel intimidated or scared this time. He raised his hammer and was just about to run towards me to hit me when the police arrived, taking him into custody and hurriedly sending the cat to the nearest vet or hospital. I heaved a sigh of relieve. It was finally over. The gruesome mess left by the abusing of the cat was cleaned up and the police praised me for being smart and stopping the boy from killing the cat. It was an unforgettable experience and I would never be able to forget the horrific sight of the cat I saw.
I hope that other people will stop doing such inhumane and cruel acts as abusing animals is not the right thing to do. I also hope that animal abusers will try to put themselves in the shoes of the animal and think how painful it would be if they were to get abused by someone bigger than them. I will never ever abuse an animal in my entire life and I hope that I am able to stop others from doing so too. It is really very saddening to hear that yet another cat or dog has been abused to death and I think that we humans should not do so as we should cherish animals as they too have a life and a mind of their own.
Darren The Awesome