My Dieing Fish is rising! ^^'

[SophieCub]

Hello everyone I am going to tell you a true story of my fish. It is going to die tomorrow and I want you all to know his story.. ^^

I was 7 when my gran and granda took me to the pet shop. We where going to buy a fish since my previous one died. I was only allowed a fish because they where easy to look after. All the fish looked cool. My gran had to pick it though. She picked a golden coloured, gold fish. We where on the way home in the car. I was so happy, it was a new fish and a new start. When we got home my gran put it in a large bowl (With water of course). I watched it swim around. It was getting used to it's new home. It looked rather big but I liked it. My gran called it Wendy. I liked the name Wendy. I put my finger up beside it slowly moving it along, left and right. The fish followed it. I then moved my finger in many other direction and again the fish followed it. I laughed. I showed my gran and she smiled. My gran found it hard to change the bowl because Wendy would swim away from her. She kept calling Wendy a 'He' and it made me angry. Then she called Wendy 'Fred' so we decided to change the gender and name. We called him Fred. He looked like a Fred because he was rather big. As years passed I used to talk to him about my problems. He was the only one I could talk to. I loved him so much he was like family. In 2010 he got ill. He got a disease and he got these black spots on his scales. It made him not so fun. I knew it wasn't the end and I was right. Slowly each day there was always black things at the bottom of his bowl and his bowl got dirty easy. We soon found out it was the black spots. He was fighting the disease. Soon enough he was back to normal. I knew he could do it! He was fine again. Then about August 2011 he got unwell again. We had no idea how but he was in bad shape. He would sleep all day. We knew he wasn't dead because if fish are dead they are at the top of the water floating.

Then in September 2011 I thought he was going to die. But I was wrong. He was still alive. Then October 2011 (The current month I am writing this) his tail bent back. It made him lose his balance which made him fall to the bottom of the bowl. He was fighting but his tail was getting worse. I couldn't see him suffer like that. I had known him for six years. He was my best and only friend. Earlier today my gran suggested we could put him down my toilet because he might survive in the sea. I couldn't come to terms with it because I knew he couldn't survive if the put him down the toilet. The pressure of the water would be too much for him. I ran in my room crying but that made me think. I knew I had to put him in the toilet. It could take his suffering away. I cryed for over an hour. I then went back into the living room and told my gran that I wanted him to get flushed away. I thought she was going to do it today but she said she will do it tomorrow. I know he wont survive if we do this but we must do it. It will take his suffering away and take him to a better place.. hopefully. It doesn't sound like a big deal but it is, trust me. I will miss him and I know I will cry as I hear the flush of the toilet. Knowing that I will never see him again makes me get chills down my back but I have lots of memories that I will never forget. I took a picture of him incase I forget what he looks like but I will never forget. I can remember those memories like they where yesterday so I don't need pictures. He was a fighter and I am glad I got to say goodbye to him because tomorrow I know I wont be able to look at him. My gran suggested that I could flush him away because she cared about him too but I didn't want to do it. I couldn't..
I will look back on this post one day and say to myself that I was over-reacting.. I hope not. He was a fighter and I will never forget that. We have another fish, I have only had her for a few months and I don't like her too much, she always swims away from me. We called her Wendy. ^^ Tomorrow Fred will be um.. dead. But hopefully go to a different place. I am happy you took the time to read it. It is 20th of October so I guess he lived 2005-2011.. WE WILL MISS YOU LOTS!

[Woeler]

All fish die that way. My fish did, I was sad to but I didn't flush him down the toilet because the sea is salt and those kind of fish don't survive in salty waters. the thing I did when he was dying (I think I was about you're age 12-13) is talk to him everyday, then the day he died we buried him in the garden, he's still there. I can see you love him when you take your time to write this story. I know animals can be very relate-able, but it's the circle of life. Do what you feel is right, so that you won't regret.

[SophieCub]

Yes it is so sad but it is the world we live in. I hate feeling this way about a fish. I know he could live a few days longer but I want to take his pain away. I'm glad you understand how I feel. ^^ I don't think I will regret this.. I hope not.. <3

[NalaKiaraTani]

aww this is so sad it makes me cry but I am glad you got a new fish. That's the best place to start, getting another pet. That way even though you miss your lost companion, you have a new pet to carry on another legacy.

[UncoordinatedPisces]

Awwwh xx I'm sorry about your fish ='( Mine lived 6 years too, it's a long time for a fish to live.