There, under the willow tree, i was weeping. i had his head on my lap, watching his wounds have blood stream out, i knew it they couldn't be fixed.
He whines in pain as he tries to wag his tail,not wanting me to be worried. My tears falling on his black, slick fur. I kissed his nose softly. He slowly,
in pain, transforms into his human form. He wobbled up to my lips and kissed them softly....it was his farwell present to me. I pull him closer to me as
we kiss pationatly under the weepy willow. I just couldn't stand it, i don't want him to leave....so i rested his head back on my lap and waited...for him
to drift off...to his last sleep... Then i layed him soflty on the ground next to me and grab for my fathers knife on my right calf, i wished to cry more but
all my tears had dried out. I put the knife up to my heart and counted to myself till i got to 5....i stab right through my heart, blood flowing out the
wound and my mouth...i slowly crawl next to him, puting my arm around him. I close my eyes and just wait...till i can be with him.... As i fade away
the flowers upon the willow blooms beautifully....... We are now resting in peace....
I'm sorry, but this is a literature board. If you're going to upload your literature, at least capitalize your goddamn I's. The rest of your mistakes, I can forgive with the kind assumption that you don't know basic grammar. However, capitalizing your I's is one of the first things you learn, and I don't want to hear that you never heard of such a rule.
>>5 It's when a user uses different names for whatever reason and pretends to be different people. We can tell it's the same person because of the ID next to their names. It's especially sad when people samefag compliments to themselves :|
