Friday, November 21, 2008
My Sad Thanksgiving
So when I was younger my parents bought me a pet turkey and I loved it so much. I feed it every day at 5 in the morning it was my favorite thing in the world. One day on thanksgiving I came home from the school I went to and my dad would not tell me where my pet turkey was. My dad then asked me if I wanted to help with making diner for thanksgiving. Then my dad took me to the back yard and then I saw it. It was my pet with a screw driver in its brains. I remember that I was so mad and sad. I cried for days I would not eat the turkey at all and that was my saddest thanks giving ever the end
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8 comments:
i'm sorry that happened, it is hard to lose something you care for.
-shalee l.
Man thats hella funny my bad but its jsut funny i hope your over it now jaja
Alfredo
that is so messed up, if that happend to me i wouldnt ever eat turkey again.
Karissa
hay do think about it then it wont hurt
that sucks to get your turkey killed. yup stay up
Woah. That sucks your turkey got killed. and its messed up haha. Sorry. anyways i know what its like to lose like a "family member" like animal and not. Its hard. Even though i still think about it. It doesnt hurt as much as before. So thats good you almost...got over it?
-Natasha
i like this blog but it sounds like you were really really sad when your turkey died that makes me sad that your parents would do that to you i had a friend that had the same experience exept it was a pig and it was not on thanksgiving well any ways good blog i liked it
brett
my last thanksgiving was sad to so don't fill so bad and keep your head up and going.
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