I’ve been working a lot, and just recently, I went to Wisconsin and got back in contact with my childhood friend Emily. I got some amazing photos of fireworks and I even got some great architecture photos of downtown Milwaukee. When I got back, I’ve been doing a bunch of other things. I’ve been focusing […]

A Gerbil Story

A Gerbil Story

I used to live happily in my cage at Aqua Land, waiting for my new owner to pick me. I’d always crawl around the front of the cage, especially when one of the lady’s that worked there came buy.
There was this one girl who would always come by every week to get something from up above me, it looked like another mammal like me… I don’t know what it was, but today she came by and instead, the lady grabbed me out of my cage. I was so excited. I got put in a box.
When I got in that box, I was scared though. I couldn’t see anything. There was no light and all I heard was noise. I couldn’t keep still. I tried to get out of it, but it was too strong.
The next time I saw light was when that girl cut open the prison I was in. She smile and yelled, “How cute!” And then she picked the box up and placed me in a large container, it was white and a little damp. I crawled out with her help and sniffed around, and then she picked me up.
I was so high up that I was scared to fall, so I hung onto her tightly, while still exploring…
Another lady came in and they talked, she set me down then left.
Later on she came in with two things, a strange creature and a shiny box.
She set the creature in the container and I ran up to smell it, he didn’t move, but he smelt dangerous. I ran to the other side, clear of it. Then it moved and I ran up to it again, this time it tried to bite me! It was fast, but I jumped away. I was still curious so I did it again, and the same thing happened. Why does it keep doing it? The last time I ran up to it and it stayed still, finally. I was smelling its’ face but then, he bite me and I blacked out.

Keep That Smile

Keep That Smile

Okay, so my father is bringing his woman in the house in less than 2 hours. It’s going to be different. Soon, I hope, mom and I can move out. I’ll eventually get to the point where I don’t care about anything that she is trying to do, she shouldn’t put up with anything like this. We need to start new, a new life. Mother and daughter, it’ll be fine. Since my mother stopped drinking, and since all this drama is happening, her and I have been getting closer. We’ll be fine on our own.