My Future Self

Fading in and out.

I started my YouTube channel in 2002. At first, I was dreaming of being a natural youtuber, one of those people who had gained over 1,000,000 subscribers, and I thought it would take me ages! It did too, but in just under 2 years, I had gained 500,000 subscribers!
I was extremely happy, and I decided to make regular music videos. Even though I looked like a terrible mess, I was surprisingly good at playing the guitar and keyboard. There was pictures of me holding my guitar under my arm all over my walls, and in photo frames on my window sill, I was holding my newborn puppy, Ozzy.
He was a black pug, and I loved him from the day I first saw him! His thick coat of fur was as shiny and sleek, and his curled tail was just the cutest! Also, his wide, green eyes and small, floppy ears made me choose him out of all the others.
We bought my pug on November 30th 2004, and immediately, I was overjoyed! Every morning, I would, and still do, take him out for walks, even if the weather wasn't that good for my liking.
Once, I brought Ozzy to my friends swimming party, and he actually jumped in! In mid-air, I somehow managed to snap a picture of him jumping in. I always laughed at that particular image.
Lots of thing happened during the next few years. I left secondary school and went to college: I really wanted to be a vet when I grew up. For my love of animals, I did very well in college, and I began to start university.
University was a blur of summer school, night classes and full time work. I didn't get much sleep, only 7 or 8 hours a night: when I don't get much sleep, I don't concentrate as well as I could.
Nevertheless, I passed university quickly and I got through it! I was overjoyed when uni finished, and super excited to come home too, to see my parents, my siblings and, of course, Ozzy.
When I got home, Ozzy wasn't there. I asked Mum too, and she beckoned me into the corner to talk to me. The words that she said made my eyes fill up with tears. "Ozzy passed away when you were gone. He was hit by a car, and the vet had to put him to sleep to relieve him of his pain."
By this time, I was crying my eyes out, and I ran upstairs to my room. A cocktail of emotions flooded my mind: sadness, devastation, despair. I really didn't know what to do at that point of my life. Everything seemed clear before, but then, a sudden darkness came over me.
Days passed, weeks, months. After a while, pain turned to memory, and good memories at that. I would always remember Ozzy. He was my Ozzy.