Grayson was the sweetest, smallest little creature you could ever imagine. Feeling him die in my hand was like the worst pain you could ever feel to me. The two years that I've spent with him feels like forever, and now forever has come to an end. I'm only eleven and Grayson was the only one I could talk to, express to! But now that he's gone, I'm going to feel so lonely. Although he's small, I feel like a massive part of me has been taken out. Rest in peace Grayson. 2018-2019 RIP.
Sam
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Mother
