I am washed away into a whirlpool of death.
I was in a merciless hurtful daze.
I heard my dad yell my mom’s name,
and I dizzily walked out of my room.
I gazed down at the blood drops on the floor.
I screamed twice.
Two high pitched ear piercing screams.
At first I thought it was my dad that had gotten hurt,
but then screaming thoughts raced through my mind.
KODAK! My poor puppy, only 6 months old.
Gallons of tears streamed down my face.
Is this a dream?
We speed down the road, driving to the vet.
My dad’s assurances warmed my heart. Hope swelled through my body.
But… No! There was no hope; she was gone.
And what I experienced after
It was a Saturday, three days later when Cole finally showed up at their apartment. Lisa had been scheduled to work until midnight, but luckily it had been slow and Phil, the night manager, had let her go home early. She arrived home in time to see Cole packing his belongings into the small red duffel bag that he brought with him.
“Were are you going?” She demanded with hurtful eyes.
“I’m moving out, Lisa. I don’t want to be with you anymore.” His eyes blazed with hatred, directed towards her.
Frantically, she reached out, touching his arm.
Impulsively, he retracted. “Don’t cause a scene Lisa. Just let me go!”
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi