To my little princess

by J.

You could be a nasty, aggressive little being full of teeth and spite. You always knew how to get the things I specifically told you to not touch and you weren’t one for cuddling, contrary to your sister. She’s currently grooming you even though there’s no use anymore and it’s killing me because despite everything I love you and we’re going to miss you so so much. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you died.
I love you, be well.

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