My turtle died... I killed me inside. Her eyes were still open and she looked so sad. She looked like a ty because she wouldnt move and her legs were so hard. We had a ceremony with candles and buried her in our backyard. I wrote a long letter and read it to her even though she wouldnt hear it... My heart just broke into a million pieces. At school on the next day, my friends were very supportive, they even wore black, and we had a moment of silence even my teacher comforted me when I was crying...
shaeskid · Sat Nov 07, 2009 @ 02:47pm · 2 Comments |