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Ode To My Dead Fish
Hello, my dead fish. I know you're probably up in fish heaven right now and doesn't give a damn what I'm telling you, but I'm going to write this out anyway.
I miss you already, my dead fish. I found you this morning (this morning as in 5 minutes ago) belly up in a algae filled tank. I don't know how long you've been dead, and it saddens me that I couldn't say goodbye to you one last time. You have been acting weird lately. Instead of swimming, you just... layed there at the bottom of the tank. You only rose when I gave you food.
Why didn't you tell me, my dead fish? You could have swam quickly with your last strength to tell me that you were sick! You could have at least lifted your head and wiggled it to warn me of what was to come! I must admit that I'm a little angry at you, my dead fish.
Which brings me back to when I first got you. Dad and I were at Petco, looking at all of the cool fish. Suddenly, Dad (and I don't see men say this too often, which is why I remember it so clearly) says to me, "Sarah! Get over here! Look how cuuuute this fish is!!". I was skeptic, my dead fish, I must say. I mean, I've seen some cute fish, but definitely not in the goldfish section.
Then I saw you, wiggling around with the cuuuutest face I have ever seen on a fish. I immediately had to have you! Dad agreed of course, with him still being in adoring mood.
When you came home, you were so excited. You were swimming all over the tank, doing twirls and swirls, and even swam upside down! Everybody was impressed with you. You were the talk of the household at dinnertime that night! I can still see you now swimming happily in your tank while we gave you food. Those were happy times.
What I'm trying to say, my dead fish, is that I loved you. You were always there to welcome me home, to help me with boy problems (whenever I told you about a boy, you would swat your fin in a bitch-slapping motion), and to simply cheer me up with your energetic swimming. I will always miss you, and I'm sorry that I neglected you.
Hello, my dead fish. I know you're probably up in fish heaven right now and doesn't give a damn what I'm telling you, but I'm going to write this out anyway.
I miss you already, my dead fish. I found you this morning (this morning as in 5 minutes ago) belly up in a algae filled tank. I don't know how long you've been dead, and it saddens me that I couldn't say goodbye to you one last time. You have been acting weird lately. Instead of swimming, you just... layed there at the bottom of the tank. You only rose when I gave you food.
Why didn't you tell me, my dead fish? You could have swam quickly with your last strength to tell me that you were sick! You could have at least lifted your head and wiggled it to warn me of what was to come! I must admit that I'm a little angry at you, my dead fish.
Which brings me back to when I first got you. Dad and I were at Petco, looking at all of the cool fish. Suddenly, Dad (and I don't see men say this too often, which is why I remember it so clearly) says to me, "Sarah! Get over here! Look how cuuuute this fish is!!". I was skeptic, my dead fish, I must say. I mean, I've seen some cute fish, but definitely not in the goldfish section.
Then I saw you, wiggling around with the cuuuutest face I have ever seen on a fish. I immediately had to have you! Dad agreed of course, with him still being in adoring mood.
When you came home, you were so excited. You were swimming all over the tank, doing twirls and swirls, and even swam upside down! Everybody was impressed with you. You were the talk of the household at dinnertime that night! I can still see you now swimming happily in your tank while we gave you food. Those were happy times.
What I'm trying to say, my dead fish, is that I loved you. You were always there to welcome me home, to help me with boy problems (whenever I told you about a boy, you would swat your fin in a bitch-slapping motion), and to simply cheer me up with your energetic swimming. I will always miss you, and I'm sorry that I neglected you.
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I found my dead fish dead just 5 minutes ago.
Life sucks now.
Life sucks now.
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condolences to your dead fish. This reminds me of my fish that was flushed down our toilet T__T