My Two Conflicting Emotions<3

When I was 12, my family had gotten a new dog. She is a beautiful pure breed lab. My father had gotten her for Valentines Day for my mother. She had reminded me of a dog we use to have who died from a disease. When I saw our new dog I was very happy but I started crying. I didn’t want to replace him. I still wanted to have our old dog, not our new one. When my mother let me hold our new dog, she started to lick my tears. I felt…happier? I realized that she wouldn’t be a replacement of him. She is still living with me and I’m very happy with her. I’m glad that I still accepted her and surprised that i felt happy but yet still sad?

3 things in my bag that are nice:)))

3 things that are in my bag that actually mean something to me. (that are in my bag right now) The 1st thing that means the most to me is my headphones they let me listen to music throughout the day. The 2nd important thing is my drawling journal it helps me when I’m bored in class and it lets me practice to draw. The last thing that means something to me is my blue binder because when I’m done with my work i draw on it and makes time pass by. That’s all that actually mean something to me bye.