Today, just around 40mins ago or something, my fish died.
He had proceeded to heaven.
Even though I just met him this afternoon, I felt like I am supposed to take care of him, because I fell in love with him. (it isn't funny)
Just tonight, I realized that it was struggling to breathe and all at the corner of my fish tank.
He is a fighting fish. A handsome fighting fish.
I believe he was seriously wounded by my other two female fighting fishes in the same tank.
He's gone now.
I can't cry, because I did, and I'm partially happy, because he doesnt need to suffer anymore.
I hope he is fine now in heaven.
Fishie, I love you. <3
[ Daddy and kenrick really shouldn't get anymore pets home. I won't talk to them if they bring home another pet. ): ]
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