This is kind of longer than most or all my stories, gets kind of deep and sad.
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We have something we regret right? Something we wish we could have taken back.
When I was 7 or so my family and I decided to add a new member to the family, a dog.
this dog was something my mother and younger sister absolutely loved to death, so did my other family members too. But, I was different.
I at first didn't love this new dog in the family. And ever since the age of 8 I would tease and make this dog mad at me for fun. From waving my hand in their face to chasing them with a broom around the house. Just me looking at them would get them mad and start barking at me.
My mother would ask why I hate the dog and I would respond with, "Because He hates me!" But I knew it was because I made him hate me.
Years went by and I got ruder and act like I would throw the dog in the pool to piss off one of my siblings.
but, this week I noticed something strange, the dog would not stand a lot, no bark if I can up real close in their face, and looked so tired.
However, today was something I was by far not ready for even if I had guessed it in the past.
On 7/12/2020, my dog passed away...
It hit me hard.
At first, I was not crying for 30 minutes, then I start thinking of all the terrible things I did to them and almost instantly regretted those things. Then I started to cry.
The sadness felt heavy and adding on the regret and guilt I felt for teasing the dog for so long, it was hard to get over so quickly.
A couple of days before they died I thought of what happens if they died, so I said sorry to them. I'm glad it did so one last time.
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Don't say sorry so late, you may not get to. Fix the problem before it happens or try to avoid the problem before it happens.
This break will probably be longer now.
Anyways, hope you have a fantastic day/night/afternoon, bye petals.
7/12/2020
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