Petdeath storie

just something I'm making for a character who's dog I killed off and feel really bad about. so if you don't like a pet dying don't read but yeah. sorry to my oc about killing your pet off, I really feel bad about doing that to you.

The imagined thoughts of Sweetie the Chinchilla before she passed away. Based on true events. All thoughts of what Sweetie thought and said are what the author hoped she thought on that final day. I don't know if anyone will read this, but I needed to put this out there for myself. I just hope that my baby knows that I love her even beyond death.

A spontaneous collection of small dark poems, my deepest thoughts and feelings, short and simple~ Hope u like it 🖤

Weaving together three heartfelt letters, Echoes in the Wind is a tribute to my pets who left their marks. Each letter whispers the story of love, grief, and the unbreakable bond that remains - even after goodbye.

Short stories that I came up with in my head while either drunk or high so excuse the typos

Using this as my personal diary, to let out all the thoughts I sit in my bed and lose sleep over. I hope in some way, here I will feel less alone, and maybe, someone out there will take solace in knowing they are not alone, someone else feels this too. there will be a list of possible triggers, which I will list briefly below, and at the beginning of all chapters, so if you're reading, you can skip if needed. trigger warning: grief, pet loss, family loss, SA, DV, CSA, parental abuse (specially from a mother), parental neglect (both mother and father,) generational trauma/MH, mental health, SH, addiction, LGBT+ issues, politics.

Inside the courtesy shuttle, people confessed very personal and intimate, sometimes awkward things. I didn't have my white shirt on backward or wear a cloak. But the 'parishioners' revealed things they'd never tell their friends or family. It often made my day; in some cases changed my heart. So be careful: It might do the same for you. Between the normal activities of life I find time to whimsically recall these confessions in a series of short stories, the names changed, of course, to protect the innocent.

Mourning over the death of this bird I held close to my heart

'...He wasn't worried... His cat was one to disappear, coming and going as he pleased. As such, he left food out for the little furball in case he stopped by...'

Dec has to say a sad farewell to a special friend!

When a beloved and loyal companion leaves forever...

Story of a lifelong friend.

In the wake of an unexpected tragedy, Roy is there for Johnny. Because that's what friends are for.

Protagonist loves their dog.