Nov. 10: Tinkerbelle

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Today was a particularly bad day.

I didn't go to school.

I stayed home and cried.
I wanted to eat ice cream but...
I didn't want to eat.

I cuddled in my blanket on my bed.

My only friend was the old, fat, white cat sitting on my lap.

I'm not in the mood to say much more.

Instead I decided to write
A note.

Tinkerbelle,
Will you please try and make it to my funeral? It will be near the end of December of this year.

R.S.V.P. to my mother.

Goodbye,
Caitlyn

P.S. I know you can't really come because you're a cat, but you're the best cat a girl could ever ask for.  Thanks for always being there so I can cuddle you. I love you<3

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