Personal Writing: The Hamster "Is it dead? What happened!" I said as I rolled my sister's hamster around in it's little cage. It was a Sunday evening when I said these words, I was all alone, and I was very confused. I didn't know what I was going to do at that point. The only person who I could talk to and help me out in this situation was a friend that I had been talking to for a few minutes. My friend also did not know what I should do. I poked the poor creature several times to see if it still had any life left in it. Instead of waking up and moving about its cage, the hamster lay