Time of Death: March 13, 2013 5:00 pm.

Today I lost a friend-- no, he was more than that. He was a huge part of my life. He was always there for me even though I wasn't always there for him. He has always comforted me at the right times, and cheered me up while others didn't.  He was more funny than my father, more loving than my mother, and more joyful than my sister.

I'm so devastated. He meant so much to me. I wanted to stay beside him when he held his last breath. If only I could turn back time. Now, here I am, still mourning but strong enough write this to remember him. I don't want to forget him, so I'm making this journal as tribute. I know it's not much, but it's enough for me to never forget him, and he would still be in my life.

This was my dog, Spike.

Hope there's a lot of squeaky toys where you are now, and I forgive you for destroying my old Pikachu plush. I love you.