blog wars: part 4

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Carassius auratus

So while my sister was here we decided that it would be quite fun to go and get some goldfish. My first reation to this was that goldfish are a BIG responsibility, but I thought to myself I'm 16 and I think I am ready. Once we got to the pet store I had an over welling feeling of Motherhood, I needed those fish, they were my fish. So the pet store lady went over and got me 4 cute little fish. The pet store lady said that they might not last a long time. (Which should of been a sign) But I was too overjoyed I didn't even care. The car ride home was one of the scariest things of my life,  I Thought that my babies were going to die, I understand why parents are so scared when they drive home with their babies from the hospital. But  I knew that everything was going to be okay becauseI felt so much love for those Carassius auratus (goldfish for all the non-smart people that don't know what that world is.)
Anyways they came to their new home and we named them. Fatty Mcghie(yes mcghie was my old fat  math teacher). Ginger because he had a red hair. Tiger he looked like a little tiger. Eleanor just because Alli liked that name. So between the pet store and all four of their deaths was less than 24 hours. At first I thought that they were sleeping, until they all started to fall asleep.

So that was pretty depressing, and I was too grossed out to pour them in the toilet so they stayed in the tank for at least a day. Until my heartless father came in looked at the bowl and harshly threw then in the sink and then the worst part is he turned on the disposal. Let me tell you those 24 hours was the most life chaning day of my life. I was a mother to four perious fishes. Bless their little Carassius auratus hearts, and may you all rest in piece, well pieces.