A Short Story : The Story Of My Life

When he died from a cardiac

We all lose someone we love at one point. I lost my elderly, sluggish, heavy yellow lab. But even though there were a lot of negative aspects about him, I still loved him. And I found it hard to get over his death and move on. My dog was a part of my family, my brother, my companion.

my cat passing away was one of the worst experiences of my life. He was my best friend and i loved him. He would greet me every single day I came home and I became a carrot when i found out he was sick and dying. I became very depressed and all I wanted to do was cry. It made me heartbroken because no one wants to lose their best friend. In the end I knew that doing this would put him out of his pain and misery.

Sadly, Jackie passed away a little over a year and a half ago and was one of the hardest losses I have gone through. I knew that her being thirteen her time was coming, but it was like counting down the days of losing your best friend. I think anyone who has lost a pet can vouch that you will always have you heart long to be with them or pet them one more time.

A few months after their retirement he developed kidney failure, then liver failure and required transplants for both. He recovered from both timely and they returned to celebrating retirement. Within two months after his last recovery he had cerebral infarct leaving him paralyzed on his left side. The recovery was very long and complicated. After six months of

Everyone at one point in their life experiences some sort of loss. Once you bring a pet into your home, they become part of the family. The unconditional love that you receive from them is the best thing ever. Like a child, you raise them, train them, and no matter what, they will always be a loyal, loving part of your family. So, the death of a pet, for some, can be a traumatic experience. You have so many feelings of loss and emptiness that is unexplainable unless you have gone through it

Whether it was a close friend, family, or even a pet, everybody has lost something they loved. I lost my first dog when I was 11 years old. I hated every moment of my life and never wanted to do anything. I never thought I could lose something I loved at such a young age. Losing my dog changed me personally, and how I saw things around me.

Every time I hear about losing one of my family members it is hard for me to let the fact go that they had passed away. It is one of the roughest feelings to ever go through because I also had family that has passed away from the stress of losing other family members too. One of my worst feeling is when my uncle had died when I was only about four years old. He was part of my childhood and the reason why is because I was always riding around with

The level of grief will depend on many factors including the age of the child, how close the pet and child were as well as the type of death – tragic accident, prolonged illness or natural death.

I found my dog Zoe dying yesterday morning, I couldn’t do anything but be there for her, waiting for my mom to come pick us up to take her to the emergency vet, but she passed away before my mom got here. I couldn’t leave my baby alone so I had to watch her die while I sang to her and tried my best to comfort her. The hardest thing is knowing she was in pain. I can’t- I can’t get it out of my head, seeing that. I miss her so much, I keep expecting to see her trail behind me like my little shadow but she’s not there.

The thought of losing something or someone can be nerve-wracking. One begins to think about how much we love an individual or object. The memories begin to replay on one’s mind, causing fear and sadness because these memories could possibly be gone. The thought and emotion of losing someone does not compare to losing a loved one. It is a pain that cannot be explained, an empty feeling that one must learn to live with.

Once, in the first week following his passing, I came through my front door and looked at the area where he would usually be sitting or lying. I called for him with the foolish notation that he would appear and come running to me. But of course, he did not. Then, I walked past his empty food bowls and tears started running down my face. It was a shattering reminder that he was gone and never coming back.

The voice in my head, normally so calm and controlled, was screaming at me to run. That was exactly what was going through my five year old mind when I walked around the hallway corner to see my mother being beat to her death by my biological father, Brax Magnus. As I tried so hard to stay and defend my mom, I could not help but panic and so I ran. I ran so far until I seen a small gas station. I went inside to find a phone, but realized I did not know who to call. The cashier, seeing that I was crying and looked panic, walked over to me.

During the summer of 2017 life was perfectly fine, not worrying about stress and being carefree and single. This is why it was carefree and fun first I had a job at McDonald’s which I thought was going to be boring and dreadful but it turned out that I loved it the managers they were nice and I was very good at every job they gave me and then when paycheck day came I was cut 400 dollars which didn’t bother me much at first because the manager said he would fix it I just had to give him all of my hours that I worked. Giving him all of my hours was easy to do so I did that with no problem. After I gave him my hours 2 weeks have passed and I still never got my full paycheck then finally I talked to the managers which apparently they had no clue about it and told me to talk to another manager and then after that my brother took a vacation to Washington state and never came back so I was done at that point I walked out and then a few days later they gave me my paycheck’s and begged me to come back, I considered coming back but after all of that annoyance I wanted to have a good summer so instead I never went back. This didn’t hinder me of the good summer I wanted so from there the summer truly began.

We always take the people around us for granted, we never seem to think that they want be here some day. Everyone gets a little mad sometimes and sometimes people get in fits. Yet when you lose someone your whole perception of life changes. You become extra chaos of the words you say and your actions.