moondreamerx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Am I the Angel of Death? Seems as though I can't come home anymore without something bad happening. My grandaddy just died on January 25th, and I was home from that day until the 29th. On the very next night, my poor little doggy Precious died. I just found out about it last night when I came home because they didn't want to announce death over the phone again that soon. They're not really sure what happened to her, she just acted really sick all day Sunday. They were gonna take her to the vet on Monday morning, but when they woke up and went outside, they found her dead on Shorty's grave. They buried her right beside him, and my grandma put some flowers on her grave. I'm gonna miss her a lot. Even though she wasn't human, she was still one of my best friends. Our neighbor Mr. Randall was nice enough to pay someone to bury her because my daddy just couldn't do it. All of a sudden, I feel like the angel of death. Within the past 2 months, 5 people I knew and one animal have died. Plus I've had family members in 2 seperate wrecks that totaled their cars, even though they weren't actually hurt (thank God!). Something weird is going on, and I don't like it. At least went I went to Gma's house last night, as soon as I was on the porch I heard a faint bark. I think it was Precious Vampyre's way of saying goodbye. I'm gonna miss that doggy. She's the best doggy anyone could've ever had!!! For Precious:
Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in. ...I know I'll live again, I just hope doggies do too... So this is it And tonight Whoa, it’s alright And on my grave And tonight Whoa, it’s alright And tonight Whoa, it’s alright 10:24 a.m. - 2005-02-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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