To be honest, I am against bullying. But it’s hard to see that seeing as I have a history of harassing others. But I guess that’s an example of what could happen if you bullying someone for long enough. I’m against bullying, though I can go berserk sometimes. And if that happens to you because of me, I’m sorry in advanced, I truly am.
Seeing as the author would rather me talk about life lessons or beliefs, I’ll talk about beliefs (Religious debates really do excite me), some of you guys (not everyone, only a few maybe) may know that I’m an Atheist. And if you don’t well now you do. Though I’m also leaning towards LaVeyan Satanism. Now before you go saying "You believe in Satan?!" No, that’s not what LaVeyan Satanism is, LaVeyan Satanism is where you believe you are your own god.
Now while I’m leaning towards there is because, I think you are the god of your own world, aka what you do to make your life story. But I’m an Atheist because there’s no proof that any god if any religion exists. I ask how some stuff was made and they say god did, when I claim "God" didn’t create anything they ask who did, well.. no one knows. I’m going to stay Scientific here and be Skeptical, I am open to what you think created everything. I don’t have any proof on how anything was created, but then again no one has proof on how god was created.
I also believe that after death, you come back as either a ghost wandering the earth, as another life form, like a baby being born, or as an animal. I don’t believe in all that Heaven or Hell stuff. I’m going to mix all sorts together so I’ll combine my Beliefs, against bullying, and life lessons. Now while I’m only 13, I’ve had a life lesson or two. And one is: never let Trump become president again- that’s a joke. But a life lesson that’s hard.
Oh, I remember one. It’s kind of depressing, yes, but it’s very true. Never take anything for granted trust me, I’d know. How do I know? Well, I’ve had a dog for 4 years (I was in 4th grade when I got her), her name is Brandy.
Well she tragically died a month or so ago. We don’t know the cause hut we are suspicious of it being the people who live a ways behind my friends house (who lives across from me), her and my friends dog both died the same way. She was acting off the night before her death, I waved it off as maybe her stomach bugging her, but it did worry me alittle, I knew I shouldn’t have ignored my instincts.
That night and the morning after little did I know that on the way to my grandmother’s, I would get a call from my mom that I never wanted. I get a call that she was dead. I never got to day and actual goodbye, where she could her me. I never said I loved her. I barely ever said I loved her. I hope she died knowing I still did, even if I rarely said it. I was never the type to show affection it went to receive affection.
I knew I shouldn’t have ignored how she looked. I also have a guinea pig who I’ve had for around a year now, and Everytime I pass her in the kitchen, even if my mom tells me to start cleaning, I give her attention first. I can’t lose her like I did Brandy. I’ve lost to many pets, you’d think I’d be numb to the loss by now but no. If anything I’d say it gets worse. Never and I mean NEVER take anything for granted, because the next thing you know, the thing you cherished the most could be gone like that. I look at her grave every day when I go to the bus, and every day when I get off. When I go walking down my street I often times look at her grave and say Hi to her. I’m just hoping she’s found my old cat Clea, my dad’s cat Salem, and my aunt Alice, an if she did I hope they’re taking care of her. Maybe it was fate?
Maybe I could’ve stopped it. All I know is that the life lesson I’ve learned is to never take something for granted. I think that’s all I got. I’d like to thank Chester40 for asking me to make a story thing for their book. I’m glad they asked me, they did a while back and came to remind me, I just didn’t have ideas in what to write.
By VT_CenturianGirl.