Scariest moment of my life...

I just got a kitty about 7 weeks ago. His name is Martin and I love him so much. He’s the first animal that’s really mine because my dad makes me pay for his vet bills and everything else he needs. So needless to say, he’s my little baby. Well on Friday night I was downstairs by myself because the rest of my family was already asleep. I watching the movie called “Man on a ledge.” Of course Martin was with me running around my den playing. I start hearing his weird noise of someone coughing, sounding like they were choking. I look around the room and did not see anything. But then I hear it again so I look down at the floor and see my poor baby wrapped up in my little sisters backpack strap. I literally go into panic mode. I jump off the sofa and try to unravel it but it was so tight and twisted that I just could not get it untangled. So I run upstairs and get the scissors from the kitchen counter and sprint back downstairs and cut the strap. It was so tight around his neck that it left an imprint on his fur. My heart was beating so fast. I thought he was going to die right in front of me, I was so scared. I just laid on the sofa for about 5 minutes just cuddling him because I could tell he was scared too. I don’t know what I would have done if something happened to him. When I told my mom what happened she completely understood that I had to cut the backpack but of course my little sister and dad were mad that I cut the backpack so I had to give my little sister my  backpack and go buy myself a new one. It’s okay though because I would choose Martin over a backpack any day. Good thing they say cats have nine lives.