Chapter 13: Fluffy's death.
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
13:02
I woke up in the morning at seven am plus, just to hear my second brother crying and shouting "FLUFFY FELL DOWN!". It's really shocking. My worst fear had come true.
When my brother brought Fluffy back home, everyone cried. It can't be a dream, because it's all so real. It can't be a joke, because I saw with my own two eyes, all the life and love draining out of him.
It's so sad. It's like seeing my biggest hopes and dreams being pulled down and swept away.
Why must he go? He's a good cat. One that never mews or scratch or bite. It's so rare it can catch a person by surprise.
If the pink pail wasn't there by the window, Fluffy wouldn't have fell. Fluffy would still be running around the house now and I'll be playing with him.
I miss him, even though he's only gone for a few hours. I miss him because I know that he's never coming back again, not like most of the times when he'll go out of the house to roam the corridors. I'm never going to feed him with my own hands, bath him, pat him, kiss him or hug him.
I love you, Fluffy. I wish I'd say that more often.
You'll always stay in my heart forever, you know that.
I love you. I really do.
Bye, my love.
♥ MERRY CHRISTMAS!
