The Death Of A Princess

I woke up from a very terrible nightmare that involved death. It turns out I overslept as I woke up at the exact time my siblings got back from school. At lunch, my sister said that someone died. There was an accident somewhere near her school. As I got out of the shower later that time, I thought about how the two mentions of death are lining up. I remember thinking, "This must be a sign..." but I didn't give much thought about it for the rest of the day.

It was around 9 o'clock, and that was when I discovered that Gypsy was dead. Oh, my dear baby princess... Even in her death, she still looks serene and clueless and innocent... Her quills are up, though, but that must be her strong defense mechanism. I cried as I covered her with a fleece blanket. Her burial should take place next morning...

I then took the car out, taking my siblings along. I guess I needed the distraction. I switched the radio on, and there was this stupid One Direction song, but I let it be. Once my brother got in and heard the song, he attempted to change radio stations, but he landed on Adele's Someone Like You. He immediately changed it back to One Direction. I guess he knew. That line, "Never mind, I'll find someone like you," really almost made me cry again. I appreciate that he was being considerate about it, and even tried to somewhat cheer me up.

Thank you.

And goodbye, Gypsy.