I used to have a dog. His name was Tiger. Yeah I named him when I was little. I thought it was cool.I really loved dogs.
And I forced my parents to get a dog.And then I got him.
There are many many memories with me.Many good and many bad.I really loved that son of a bitch.
While I was one who played with him all day.That bitch still used to follow mom.Bro would totally forget about me as soon as mom appeared.
We had bought Tiger during my vacation.But after the vacation started Obviously I had to go to school.After that I played less with him.
I gave him less attention.
Years past and now he is really old.He is near his death.I the biggest idiot in the world realised it and again started trying to play with him.But he was too old to play.
I am sorry. I am sorry I didn't give you much attention. I am sorry I stopped playing with you.Could you ever forgive me?
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"Son, wake up! Hey!"Mom said
"Hghhh,what happen?"I say.
"Tiger is dead son."Mom said.
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I didnt say a single word.I was such a terrible owner.He could have had better life if someone else got him.
I couldn't even face him.I just stayed in my room.
Mom later said she had buried him.
Rest in peace my friend.