Fluffy was found, but not alive.
He had wondered ower the trai tracks and a train ran over him.
I cry just thinking about it. I remember each detail about his dead body. If you looked at his face, you could still see the fear in his eyes.
I miss him so much, and the thought of never seeing him alive again breaks my heart.
Yesterday we held a funeral for him. His body was placed behind that tree in our garden where he always used sit.
YOU ARE READING
My diary
Mystery / ThrillerSo you found my diary, yay... Please don't read it. You know what, scratch that. I don't care if you do, it's not like you'll ever find me. And who knows, you might even find it entertaining. ~~NB~~ This is a made up diary. It's all fantasy, made u...
