Awakening

Teachings and Tears

2014
A lot has happened over this year... My parents got into a physical fight, leaving me powerless with words. I can't do anything to stop them. All I can do is cry in my room. Hoping one of them will hear, and stop. But they never do. They always fight. My grandmother wants me to be a perfect little princess. She wants me to be popular, and be a cheerleader like she was. But that's just not what I want. So now, she isn't talking to me. My parents fight over me. Leaving me hurt because I have to choose. This taught me what choices are and what the impact on. One time, they were fighting and I went outside. I saw a small baby mouse. Helpless and hurt. I brought it inside and my mom left the room to help me with it. I named the mouse Junior. We have 11 dogs. Don't get me wrong, we're not crazy dog people. But we save them off the streets and harmful owners and such. One dog in particular, I've known all my life. Her name is Dixie. I forget what she is, but she is beautiful. She's my dad's favorite. But she hasn't been doing too well. Mom says she can't breathe right and that she's going to leave us soon. She's very old. My dad is deeply saddened by this. But all good things come to an end. On Friday 13, after basketball practice my mom tells me that she has bad news. That someone has died. First, I ask if my dad is ok, she's says yes, I name off all pets until I get to Junior. My sweet, harmless baby mouse who didn't get to experience life had left the world. I cried for hours. Then, another call for bad news comes. Dixie is in the same realm as Junior. I cry for days. I've lost some of my best friends. We buried Junior outside. I put him in a small shoe box and did it myself. I visited him to tell him about my day every single time. This taught me what losing something helpless and sweet can impact on you. I fight with my friends a lot, they think I've gone crazy. I don't know why, but that's what they think. Three more of our dogs have gone away. This makes me even more sad. After the end of 5th grade, summer rolls in and it's time to head back to my home. Without my mom this time, someone has to take care of the dogs and our house. 6th grade, I will find a home there. I will stay forever. And I will stay with you, my friend. Who has turned into my love interest. I will see you again...