I'm hating my school. I keept getting lost.
My dad never told me that the cat died. I found her today when I got home form school in a shoe box on the front balcony. I figured she was sleeping so I petted her and I got no response. Then I knew. I walked inside slowly and I started to cry. ((I still cry as I write this.)) I knew she was old and everything, but she was a really great cat. She protected me when I was a baby and now that she's gone, it seems almost unreal. I wish death was an illusion. That way, Tiger would still be alive and she is only sleeping in that box.
When I lost my stepmom two years ago, I was really devastated. I think that's why I am the way I am. I am a dark and quiet person who just keeps to herself as not to be hurt by loss again.
I feel like I'm losing everything that's important to me. My hopes, my dreams, my loves, my heart. It's all slowly fading away no matter how hard I try to hold onto them.
It's sickening how sad it is to lose something you loved since forever. I've known that cat my whole life. And now my house seems emptier without her. It's all just so crazy.
But please do not think this is some kind of call or cry for attention. It's not. I just wanna write down what I'm feeling. That's what a journal is for, writin' s**t down so you can get over it quicker. Well, that's what I think it is.
But if you read this thought about it, and then commented, then you're a true friend. But even if you just read this and think about it even the slightest, You'll still be a true friend to me.
---------Yusea Aya Taoshi---------
---------Ariele Jacqueline Kazmierski---------
 Glow Stick Mosh Pit · Mon Aug 29, 2005 @ 09:21pm · 1 Comments |
