may 25, 2003
After almost a week, we finally got Marsha's ashes.
My mom opened the box and there was a black urn with the writing:
Marsha
1987-2003
My mom set it on her dresser and I just stared at it. Bailey came upstairs and gave me a hug.
"I wish Marsha could come back."
"I know, baby. It's gonna be okay." I said as I picked her up and held her tight.
"How about we go get some ice cream?"
"Let's do it!" Bailey's face lit up and it made me smile.
"I love you, Bailey."
"I love you, Krissy."
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marsha
General FictionA girl's deceased dog comes back to her through reincarnation after being gone for years.
