Leaving the matrix

I go out the house door. I see my niece running around screaming and crying and I see my family and neighbors crowding around something across the street. So I walk over there to see what the fucks happening. I walk passed people and see new born kittens and two adult kittens. I hear someone say it's dying. I automatically think kittens are dying, but then I see the mother lying there motionless. My grandma picks up the mother cat and blood is shooting out of its chest like a squirt gun. The blood hit a few of my family members and they bitch. My grandma takes the cat all the way back to in front my door, my uncle tells her to just throw it away as it's already losing too much blood. She almost does but I get pissed and grab the cat from her hands and put my palm over the little hole on her chest and apply great pressure. Then I give them one final dirty look before I take her into the house and take her to my sisters room. I sit on my sisters bed and my sister watches. I now have a wet napkin and I clean the blood off her, and apply pressure with the wet napkin. I see that the hole has blood clotted a bit, and that relieves me. And the cats seems to be more lively and she even walks about on my sisters bed, but then I accidentally knocked the scab off the cats chest and blood starts shooting out the cats chest again full force, So I grab the cat and apply pressure again and yell at my self. I feel bad that I hurt the cat. Then I walk with the cat in my arms out my sisters room and the hole in the cats chest is scabbed again and I let the cat walk around the entirety of the house and when my family try to touch her I smack their hands away. They wanted to throw her away anyways.