Some people think all i want is attention. But none of them really know me. If they took the time to ask "Why do you feel that way?" or "Really? Well thats life" then this would be what i would tell them.
When i was 12, all the pets, 4 of them, died, the dog Roxy, the poor thing, we had her for such a long time,
the bird, sunny we got Him in place of Roxy, but he died, Marryann..my cat..i got her for my 4th b-day, she died under my bed. The ginnie pig, i got her for my 10th b-day, i found her...
Then for Christmas, some friends of mine gave the best cat ever, Jingles <3 Thank God he's still here. 4 Months latter it was my 13th b-day..all i could think about was "unlucky 13" and so it was. that spring my mom lost a baby. Summer, dad lost his job. Then.. Then in the fall, my grandma got very sick. i prayed for her, just like i did for all our pets. Almost 1 month latter i lade my very hands on her. "Lord, I pray that you heal my sick grandma, please, and Lord, let Your will be done.", i wish i had never said that. By the time we got home, she was dead..not 24 that i had lade hands on her she died. i blame myself. I blame God. I blame life it's slef.
Only if they asked. But they never do.