After only having you for a few weeks me and my mom went on a trip to New York City. I had always wanted to go, we were going to eat real New York style pizza, watch a Broadway show, look over the city while freezing out butts off, and have a really good time.
I remember, right before we were leaving, I was scared to leave you at home where I couldn't get to you quickly if something happened.
I should have know my anxiety about it was there for a reason.
Throughout the few years we had you, you were always skittish, never wanted anything to with anyone, or thing, unless it was me. We always called you weird, or dumb, for it, but I loved it.
When you would hiss at the dogs for no reason, causing them to bark and chase after you, my mom would joke to me about how you "always antagonized those dogs".
I should have known you were scared of them for a reason.
I should have seen all the warning signs, but I didn't, and I failed you.
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How Dare You
Kurgu Olmayan"Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone." "If you love something, let it go." This is a short story dedicated to Sabrina.
