One rainy day i was walking towards my car when my mom picked me up, when i thought i saw a dead kitten on the sidewalk. I saw it and got sad, but then i saw it was moving, so i got it and put it in my sweater. It was all wet and it was shivering.  The kitten was in really bad condition, it couldn't even walk. I took it home and took it a warm bath and wrapped it in a towel and i tried to give it kitten food. I didn't even want to eat. I put it in a box and the next morning it finally ate and it was trying to walk. A few days later, he finally started walking and even running. He was finally acting like a kitten should. But then since in my apartment we aren't allowed to have pets, i had to give him away. It was a bittersweet moment because i was happy he was going to have a new happy home, but i was also sad because i was going to miss him.