Freddy Larry

i loved freddy larry. someone saw him get thrown out of a car, and almost got hit by a car. poor freddy was only one month old and he was in the middle of the street, unable to walk, until nicholas saved him. he brought him to school and thts when i instantaniously bonded with him. i knew at once he was all i ever needed in life, his big wide blue eyes looking up at me and his claws interlocked with my shirt. he was shaking and wimpering, but after i held him for a while, he stopped. but before i knew it, he was taken away from me, to a "better place for him" why did they have to take him away? ill never know. but i really loved freddy. and ill never for get the tears in his eyes or how he fit perfectly in my arms. the last i saw him was sleeping soundly in a comforting place. at least i know hes safe. even thought he didnt die, my friend and i thought it would be appropiatte to right our feelings down. even thought he didnt die, well never see him again and its seems exactly the same. we love you freddy, and well never forget you.

Alyssa Pesce