Since I was younger I had exactly one hero, my little sister, Do you no how much i worshiped her? She was the sun and the moon to me. While i was still very young I noticed other people didnt feel the way I did, people were rude to her, they were cruel, they laughed at her. So I began to pray,I prayed every night for her to get better, and nothing changed. So I prayed harder, and after awhile I realized it wasnt that I wasnt praying hard enough, Its that no one was listening. Asking someone to believe in a fantasty, how ever comforting isnt a moral thing to do, its cruel.
-Sue
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On the day my puppy passed away we were hosting a yard sale, when my parents and brother all ran to the hospital, and I was left alone, 12 year old me, I was crying, I saw my best friend, get hit by a car. That was it, It was the last time I was ever going to see him. A family friend was there, Tawny, I remember looking up at her, I wanted her to say something! Anything...Just something to make me feel like my whole world wasnt over :(.So she just took my hand and squeezed it, just knowing that someone was there to take care of me. That was enough. She really helped, I mean I dont no what I would of done, alone! I witnessed it all happen, I was young, I tried to save him :( I couldnt,. I just am showing appreciation to Tawny, thank you so much, and well :( I really miss my dog. :(
