Strike

by Kim
(UT)

I saw you a day after you were born, your siblings all older than you. I knew you were the runt, but you acted as if you were an alpha. I bonded with you instantly. I loved you instantly. I began to come home from school to have you on the porch waiting, and I was greeted with kisses every day.

Months went by, and you were 9 months old. The place you held in my life began to become second in line, because school was stressing me out. I find now that you're gone, that I wish I spent more time with you. I wish we could play more and bond until we couldn't. But the day you went after that ball across the street.. I remember screaming and the person who hit you didn't even stop.. They never stopped! They hit you so hard it killed you instantly. I'm thankful you didn't have to suffer, and that it was fast, but it was my fault. I threw that ball that you chased across the street, and I watched you die.

I miss you so much, Strike.. I'm so sorry.. I love you.