It was a hot summer day, I was cleaning my turtle in my backyard. Well, I WAS cleaning him till' my cousin, Kennedy, came outside. I was a bit surprised and happy to see her .
Hey, what are you doing?
We talked and soon after we went to clean him. I told her he needs time to dry and take a nap, so could go inside.
Dad must have invited over as a suprise for me and Lou.
Just cleaning Seasull.
Oh, cool! Can I helep!?
As I'm looking back at the situation I wish stayed outside with him, just anything to still have him here. I still feel awful. He taught me to love and care for every pet I get, and I did care for every pet, but sadly they all died. I still blame myself for everything that happened. My sister does too because the turtle was my at the time, 18-year-old sister's ,well used too. But overall I'm glad this happened -well not losing him of course- but learning the importance of taking care of another living animal.
Usually, Seasull does take a nap and rests in the sun, but this time was different. And I felt different too.
DAD, KENNY AND I CLEANED SEASULL!!!
OKAY! I'll be out in a second.
We watched tv for a few hours and honestly, I was a bit bored too. Then it hit me... it was already night and my dad didn't go outside yet, I was really worried and prayed that my dad went outside when Kenny and I were upstairs.
I felt sad and guilty I just wanted to hide in a hole and never come out.
I yelled up to my dad and he rushed to get his shoes and flashlight. He also called my mom to help. That day we looked around the backyard for hours, and the bad part is our backyard didn't have a fence to it and were right next to a very busy road. When we went to bed I imagined the worst for him, he could have gotten eaten or ran over by a car.
Where the heck is he!?
How should I know! You were supposed to get him.
This is all my fault I've should have waited for dad to come to get him.