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This is something that will cure my boredom... plus I don't have the confidence to publish a book bc I'm...
How much more damage can I take? Since I lost my cat, Kiki, I've been very depressed, and I've felt so lonely that I'm beginning to hallucinate that she's there when she's not. Kiki was the light of my life, now that light is gone.
I lost her in February, about nine months ago. At first I didn't think anything of it, but then I started getting more and more anxious, scared of what may have happened to her. I started getting images of her mangled, broken, bloodied, twisted body being chowed down on by a predator in my head. It got to where I'd have breakdowns and random spikes of depression just from imagining what she looked like as she was murdered cold blood by another animal.
After begging my parents for another cat of her breed, and them obviously answering me with no, I thought up of animals that I could have as a pet that wouldn't be put outside or isn't something very hard to take care of. The county fair was coming up, and the week before it opened my mom mentioned getting a fish; it was like a light bulb went off. I was determined to get a fish.
The fair has a booth set up every year where you can win a goldfish. So we rode rides, ate funnel cake (almost got sick on my dad's part), and had a good time before I tried to win a fish. When we walked up to the booth, we had two buckets of ping-pong balls; me and my parents were both throwing them. The boys running the booth told us that if we landed a ball in the bowls six times we would win six fish.
I won six fish AND tied with the high score.
It was amazing. I had a good time, and I won goldfish as new pets.
Yes, not a very ideal pet, not cuddly and cute, but it's something I can take care of, something I can talk to and be in the presence of.
Then, the hurricane hit. We had no power and water for ten days. All six fish died. Every one of them, gone. I was devastated. But my dad mentioned getting a betta fish.
Now, I used to have a betta fish when I was younger; I don't remember what his name was, but I do remember he was blue and red, a very pretty fish, and I got him for my ninth birthday (I think). I took care of him as necessary and he lived for a pretty long while.
Thunder, the fish I have now, is so lively; he gets excited when he hears my voice or sees me; he swims around before he rests, then he'll continue swimming around; he gets super curious when I'm doing something with his tank; he's such a vibe. I'm so glad I chose him.
When I put him in his tank, the water started getting cloudy. I didn't think anything of it until it got very green. Then, I, of course, started getting worried, especially after I started seeing pieces of Thunder's tail broken or missing. So I had to completely clean the tank after I had already changed the water and everything before I got him, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
Yesterday, I got a large decoration for him. It makes the tank look very crowded, but I think he likes it because it has so many hiding places.
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I love Thunder almost as much as I love Kiki. Everything I do at this point is for him because I'll go and start painting just for him to watch me.
Oh yeah, here's my mawmaw's fish; they're so big 😭
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