@faina your inspired me to do this, along with this loving community.

I am a sophomore, going through high school... and it sucks sometimes. some days I just cry, and cry- I miss you my baby, my best friend I miss you so much my heart hurts its breaking to pieces. I lost my dog in the beginning of 8th grade and she was my only friend who was there for me a my dads, the only light the only person who saw me, the other side of me. she was put down and she was 3 years old. (omg omg I miss you so much baby) my dad killed her, omg I miss her. she was a rescue dog and was abused in her past. she was half aussie sheperd and half border collie so a very high energy dog and very intelligent. my dad lived in a condo with no yard. she didn't get along with other dogs so she could barly go anywere. my dad abused her- bullied me, he hurt her to get to me. but it was on the edge of abuse so nothing could be done. her name was Annabelle I called her Ambie for short. she was my best friend, my first dog. .................................
like during the summer after deep depression (depression still going on) I was fostering this kitten, his name was Shasta. I named him, it was better then the cruel name 'Squinty" that was given to him. he had a mutated eye but I didn't care he was my kitten, my baby. he was a simease kitten and so small he could sit in the palm of my hand like my hand is tiny. but he kept getting sicker and sicker and we kept taking him to the vet and I did all his meds/force feeding/ cream for his eye etc. we were going to adopt him but he had to be put down, my baby. he died on the table right in front of me. I miss you my bear.
same summer but time past I came home from trip and my mom got me two kittens. there orginal names were Cinnia and Gale. I changed them to Thor and Loki. my boys my baby boys. I had them for a month before things stated going bad. Thor got panlucka kemia.(idk about spelling but the other name is distemper) he died in my lap. I miss you so much. I still have his brother Loki.

I got my first pets when I was 5. two cats Echo and Jasmine. Echo was my cat, my first friend. she died that summer to, from last stage liver cancer. she died on my lap. that was the hardest thing I think I have ever had to do.

..... I stopped going into detail because I have had friends, normal people make jokes about my life and my luck. nobody can take these memories away. I just shared because then maybe you guys could know me better. I loved all my baby's equaly but they are still so fresh in my mind and I cant dig to deep not yet. I cant type anymore my heart hurts so much.