I always wanted a guinea pig, and one day my dream came true. It was my eighth birthday, and my mom was hiding the guinea pig in the dining room(I had no clue). When my mom brought her out, I instantly knew what I wanted to name her, DAISY MABLE GEN-GENS.
Then, three years later I went to a one-week-long summer camp called “Camp Wabanna”. I couldn’t wait to see my parents, and especially my guinea pig Daisy. When I got to my mom’s store(The Lemondrop) she greeted me with a huge hug. Then she took me behind the counter and gave me the knew star-fish earings that just came in. Then she stood face-to-face with me and sobbed out “Sydney, Daisy died”. At first I didn’t believe her until I saw her tears. Then I cried and cried as she gathered me in her arms. I believe I cried for at least one and a half days straight. It felt like part of me died along with Daisy. I still can’t believe she left without me. My step-grandparent buried her along a path where we live. She put her in a caprison-box and buried her without me knowing. Daisy truly was my heart and soul. I’ll remember her forever and for always.
"My companion and friend",
| Daisy Mable G. |
| Sydney Budd |