Mind your own business {goat}
May 27, 2017 12:16:13 GMT -5
Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on May 27, 2017 12:16:13 GMT -5
Aloes Lumiere
The sun was shining already as I went out for a morning run. It seemed to be just an ordinary day like any other, and only I knew it was special. It was five years since Bumpy's death. And I was going to his grave. The dog cemetery I made for him wasn't situated in a really nice neighbourhood, because I didn't want it to draw anyone's attention. I had to run all the way to the least populated part of the district to the place where the poor pet was buried. It was behind a trash can, not far from the back yard of a small bar. Nobody lived there and I knew there would be no customers at this hour, so I was completely and absolutely sure that no one could see me there and make fun of me.
I don't want my family to think that I am trying to disgrace my name purposefully. I have to at least act cool, even if I can't be the perfect career girl. That is why I was running to Bumpy's grave at half past five in the morning.
When I finally arrived to my destination, the streets were still empty. I unzipped my hoodie and took two paper roses out of it. I spent two weeks on those flowers and was very proud of myself when they were finally finished. When I came up to the place where Bumpy was lying, which was five steps from the trash can, I sat there on my knees and put the flowers there. I couldn't help but let out a quiet sob when I thought about all the quiet evenings we spent together. My dog was really the best thing that ever happened to me. And now he was gone and I had the whole lifetime of being a Lumiere ahead of myself.
I miss you, Bumpers. I wish you were still here. I wish I didn't have to do this alone. You were such a good boy. Always.
Suddenly I hear footsteps approaching. That is really bad. I have to go before this person notices me, whoever that is. I don't want a Lumiere girl whining about her dead dog to be the next big news all around the district.
I get up as fast as I can, wipe away the last few tears and turn around quickly, wondering if I can sneak out of this place without being spotted.