Letting go

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He looked back up at me with sorrow. Sad eyes. " You are suffering. You really are. Maybe it's time to let go. I just don't want to. You have helped me with life. The only way I am gonna get to my senior graduation is you. But maybe you'll have to watch me from the angels." I cried and cried. My dad was still talking with the nurses out the door. The nurse walked into the other room and Dad walked into my room. " We will have to let him go. I am so sorry, honey. It had to happen one day." I broke out crying. I cried into my hands. Mello pawed my hands down from my face from his last remaining strength. I laughed. I flashed back to when that happened when the pictures were going on. I said, " I will never forget you. You are my love life. Please stay with me. All the way. I love you." He looked up at me. I looked at dad, nodded, and sobbed again. Mello didn't have anymore strength to cheer me up. Dad picked him up. I pet him, for the last time, and said " I love you." He walked out the door, with Mello. watched them both walk away. Dad looked back with Mello with no facial expression at all, but Mello gave me his big eyes, in sorrow. I couldn't be in that room when he was put to sleep. I couldn't. It was like when Dad walked in with Mello for the first time. He showed him to me, then we showed up in a vet, Mello all grown up, walking away. That was the last time I would see my life again.

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