Thursday, March 13, 2008

A gasp for air

I couldn’t have a dog, my parents wouldn’t let me. The next best thing I could think of was an aquarium. I still hate cats. I wanted seahorses, but do you know how much a seawater aquarium costs? The maintenance for a regular aquarium was cheap enough for my parents. But I never cleaned it. Well, I did, when someone was coming over, or when I was really afraid my fish was going to die. I can’t really remember if it were me or my parents who gave up and threw it away. But there were times when I just sat in front of it and watched the fish, really hoping that his memory was really a ten-second one.

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