As I finished up feeding Freddy, I crossed over to Jessica's house. The moment you stepped through the door you were in a dark, dreary, atmosphere. I could smell the stench of grief floating through the air.
I walked, slowly, to Jessica's bedroom. As it was the only light on in the house, and it was hard to see. Before I reached the door, Jessica shuffled out and met me there in the hallway. She was wearing a long black dress, OVER an even longer black skirt. And a black jacket, and black hat. I turned around instantly. And walked into the living room. I then fell into a fit of laughter.
I'm serious. I couldn't contain myself. She snatched up a small box to a mug... that I bought her. And bluntly walked out the door.
I fallowed. Still laughing to myself.
I fallowed. Still laughing to myself.
Years and years ago, she had a different fish, his name was Mater. She used to chase it around its bowl with chop sticks. And it died very quickly. When that happened, we buried Mater behind a tree in our neighborhood. And that is exactly what we did with Ehhh. I find the burial ceremony much lighter, and less depressing as the flushing ceremony.
This was when she first walked out the door, and began to make her way to the tree.
Getting closer.... Began to weep to herself..
Made it to the tree. She picked a spot to dig.
She began to strike the ground with the box. As she didn't have a shovel.
But she soon gave up, and just decided to cover it with leaves and twigs.
Jessica began to speak kind words of Ehhh. It took about two minutes.
Then she expressed how much of a waste it was to spend five good dollars on a fish that died.
And then she just looked up at me like this...
She violently snatched the box from under the leaves and twigs and began to weep again.
(bi polar)
Going into hysterics... I sat back and took pictures.
Screaming out "DEAR GOD WHY?!!!"
Becoming angry with the Lord.
After we started to walk back, she fell over on the grass and (LOUDLY) expressed her grieving pain.
And continued. Some kids nearby on scooters stood and watched with an expression on there face like
"Look at the crazy lady LOL"
It was very... emotional.. special.
Uh.
Now she's going through a... phase...
Now she's going through a... phase...
And refusing to wear anything besides long hippy skirts and a bandeau. And a purple hippy hat. Also, she is grieving her favorite bra. As she found it lying on her bed snapped in two. And she has no idea how it happened. She has been questioning why death is surrounding her life, and I should probably be comforting her so... good bye.
"While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die."
-Leonardo Da Vinci
.... Bye...
~T














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