Umm... No way to put this in an easier description...
My dog died... ._.
Like, we had this dog named Sam. He had REALLY bad arthritis. So we took him to the vet about a month ago and they have us antibiotics. We recently ran out of them and our dog couldn't even get up. So we had to take him to the vet... And we had to put him down. Mum cried. A little bit of me died. I HUGGED mum. That made her feel better. I don't really show affection to anyone anymore. Except my brother.
Anyways. Dad and mum took him to the vet and had him put down. Most of the afternoon was silence. Then we went to someone else's house and played board games and stuff. They also had a dog.
I haven't cried. I probably won't. My feelings have long since been boarded up. Knock knock?? Nobody answered. ,-.-,
My other dog. A small jackrussel. He... He's alone now. He grew up with Sam. He slept on his bed. I'm going to see him in the morning. He won't be ok. I haven't heard from him since this morning.

On the plus note my sister downloaded Ris of the Guardians, my favourite movie.

I can't talk right now. I'm going to sleep now. If I can. If not then blankly stare into space.