Roadkill

I am a roadkill.

I had almost crossed the road when a bike hit me. I fell and he drove over my face before I realized what happened.

The left side of my face was completely crushed. I lay there bleeding. I wanted to see my mother one last time. 

I knew I wasn't getting help. I lay there, alive, still breathing and someone drove over my legs.

It hurt and I bled a lot more. I knew I was going to die. 


I wanted to see my mom. Just once. But I knew that wouldn't happen either because she doesn't come out in the day because she's too scared of people. 

She had warned me about crossing the road and getting near people in the daytime. I didn't listen. 

Forgot to introduce myself, I am a, sorry was, a four month old kitten. I was a tabby and a stray, I don't like the term stray though. 

I had a home. My mother stays there. She's very nice and slightly bigger than me. We are the same colour. 

I am dead now but my body is still lying there in the middle of the road and people are still driving over me. 


My intestines were spilled by afternoon, they kinda looked like noodles if you think about it. I am not bleeding anymore. The tires of the vehicles driving over me have taken it all away, atleast my blood travelled far. I had always wanted to. 

By six in the evening, my body looked like a doormat, flat, furry, even decorative. 

My mom came around midnight, she had been looking for me. She started meowing from a distance and it felt nice. To know that my mother loved me. She sniffed my body but couldn't stay. Or she would have turned into the same. 


I have no idea what will happen to me now. My mother will probably move our house farther away from the road. She told me that we used to have a nicer home, that it was cozy and warm and in a cardboard box in a closed garage. But she had to move away from there. 

Anyways, I will stop talking now. I feel fuzzy. And warm, but mostly fuzzy. I don't know what's happening but something surely is. I hope I get to talk again. I really loved meowing at my mom.

Copyright © Shambhavi Shandilya | Year Posted 2025

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