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I had just finished unpacking when I saw Milo staring at me.

"Hey milo" I planted kisses all over his head while he licked my face. "Are you hungry?"

He started barking in excitement. I smiled and grabbed his food bowl, poured in his food, and then placed it on the ground.

A year ago my mom decided to surprise me with a new dog and, I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him.

He's a German Shepherd with a long shiny coat. Very friendly and hyper. Let's just say we've already bought him at least 123 toys and he's destroyed them all within a couple of days.

My mom surprised me with him because I was mentally and physically unwell after my dad died. He was a pilot and crashed his plane.

He was the best dad I could ever ask for. We went on late car rides, we went to the movies, we went to fairs, and we did basically everything together.

But that changed on a Wednesday afternoon. When the world took my favorite person away from me.

I couldn't stop crying and I wouldn't eat. I ended up in the hospital a couple of days after his death because I collapsed in my kitchen in front of my mom after not eating for almost a week.

My mom was even more protective over me after that. She would always make sure I was healthy and eating well.

I didn't mind, of course, it made me feel better knowing my mom was there for me.

But it got even worse when I got to school. There were rumors about my eating disorder and I got bullied for it. People called me "fat," and told me to "eat less"

I wasn't eating after that and my mom noticed so she asked me about it and I told her everything. I told her I wasn't eating because everyone told me I was fat, and they said no one would want to be with me if I wasn't skinny, I would never look like them, That kind of stuff.

She told me I was perfect the way I was and to not listen to what people say.

I tried but it didn't work.

It got even worse so my mom told me we were going to move. And we did.

It was nice. Starting all over I mean, because that meant I could restart, and restarting meant new friends and a new beginning.

But the rumors came back again. So I kept moving and moving until I was moving even farther away to Greece. And now I'm going to school tomorrow.

I'm hoping this time will be different. I'm hoping this time I will finally be happy. And I guess I won't find out until tomorrow when I-

"Valeria" my mom interrupted my thoughts

I look up and she's standing outside my door while looking at me with a small smile.

"Yes, mom?"

"Just checking on you. Hey did Milo eat?" she asked

"Yes I just fed him"

"Okay, well remember to come downstairs for dinner sweetie"

"Okay mom"

She smiled at me and then closed my door. I listened to her footsteps while she was going down the stairs.

I jumped on my bed and glanced at the ceiling for a couple of seconds before I saw Milo jump up my bed

"Come here, boy," I said in a high-pitched voice

Milo begins moving toward me and I lifted my blankets so he could go inside the blanket.

He cuddled with me while I scrolled through tik tok. After a while, my eyes started slowly blinking and I ended up falling asleep.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 06, 2022 ⏰

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