MY COMPANION , BROTHER , PAL , PET & BESTFRIEND.
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| MAX 2015-2019 |
I never really had a true friend whom I can talk to, I was pretty much alone my entire life, I had friends but just casual friends.
I was also constantly bullied throughout my elementary days. I never told my mom about it nor my father because I don't want them to worry, I kept it all to myself. I struggled every year just to figure out what social class I belong. I was eccentric,weird and nerd. I talk differently from other kids and I avoid people as much as possible. I knew I was an outcast, but still I constantly prayed, hoping to find a real friend. And then one day, Voila! Dogs came into my life. My mother first introduced me to dogs when I was in 4th Grade. Eventually I grew fond with them, and then I quickly learned how to trust them, because honestly I can't seem to trust anybody except my family. In total I had 3 dogs: Boomer , Ringo & Max. All of them were my best friends. Boomer was my first dog but he didn't last long and eventually, he died due to the rabies vaccine complications. I was devastated. The second one was Ringo. He stayed with me for almost two years and he was really a good listener. Everyday I'd tell him my misery and when I'm done we will sleep together underneath the table. Suicide also came across my mind but luckily Ringo was there for me. He eventually died when I was in sixth grade, we couldn't figure out why...I cried for a week long. The third one was Max.
Max was born when I was only 14 yrs. old.
His mother was a stray dog, we offered his mother food and water everyday and eventually she loved us and decided to live near our block. I was very happy because I knew that I made a friend again after 2 years. I was shocked when I found out that she was pregnant. My mother who at that time hated dogs because she knew that I would get easily attached and then weep when they are gone. But through constant persuasion she agrees to keep one puppy when she gives birth. So I took care of her everyday. I fed her and I've built a small dog house where she can live near our house. Until she gave birth to 6 healthy puppies. I was like a father back then, whenever it rains I would constantly check if they are not soaked even if it's too early in the morning. A few weeks later, when the puppies are now able to eat. We found out that max's mother was caught and brought to the city dog pound, we also found out that they would kill the dogs if not redeemed in 7 days. We can't do anything. We were just frozen shut.
3 months later..
MAX was the only one left,the other puppies were given away and he was the only memory I've got from his deceased mother. Since then we took care of him and we showered him with love and affection, in return he showed us his love too. MAX was always there when the world seems to rip me apart. Whenever we're together my mom would always scold me, because she always thought that MAX would bit me off , but he never did. MAX was the only one I trust when all the people seems to be unreliable. MAX made me feel that I am something even if I'm not. When all the people seems to throw me away, MAX was there to help me. MAX was also there when my cousins and relatives don't seem to care for me, they just don't simply care whether I am there or not. They give more attention to my sister and cousins rather than me.
In the CAPIO clan I've always felt like I'm an outcast, I feel like I don't belong there, I feel like I'm not part of any family. Even at school or any social gatherings, I feel no part of any family, friends or groups. But I never really told anyone, because they will just show that stupid pity face and feel sorry for me. But with MAX, I feel like I belong to something. I don't feel different. I don't feel lost. I felt loved by MAX.
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| This is the dog house I've built for MAX. I know it's puny! |
Whenever we're together I don't feel melancholy, I felt blessed
I love MAX because I find comfort in him,I felt secured and safe with him because I was never really tough, I was never strong, I was never cool , I was never famous, I was never smart and never really valued. Their just my friends when they need something. That's why I kept pulling myself whenever attachment seems to seep into my mind
I've learned a lesson that MAX is all I've got, because sometimes we don't need an advice, we just need someone to listen to our problems, someone who listens intently and with a heart not by mere curiosity. Now that he's gone, the word BESTFRIEND would just be a combination of letters that doesn't make any sense.
Our home will never be the same again without you MAX.
"For some you are a pest, for others you are a dog, but for me YOU ARE A FRIEND"
To the perpetrator: I hope you are happy now killing my dog, I hope you are happy seeing me in great misery, melancholy and pain. I hope you are happy killing innocent dogs. I hope one day you'll apologize and realize what you've done is wrong...
FAREWELL MAX! ONE DAY WE WILL PLAY AGAIN IN A PARADISE WHERE CRUELTY WILL CEASE TO EXIST AND LOVE WILL RULE AND REIGN ALL OVER AGAIN.
( For those of you who find this confession, cliche and funny, I don't care about you! You suck anyway! but for the rest... Respect.)
~It's been a long day without you my friend and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again,
We've come a long way from where we began~
I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
WE LOVE YOU MAX!
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