Kingscraft

Dear Diary, I don't know how I'm going to pull through. Not only do I miss them unbearably when conscious but now I'm having dreams of them, and when I wake up to nothing my heart breaks. The evil little sister... How could she not let me bring one of my babies with me. I know they prefer to be together, but I miss them so much. Just one would be enough to stave off the aches. Eleanor with her big fat belly and tiny tippy toes! The blond little lion king of the business, but still our pooh bear. The only one left who can hear, and can tell when we cry our "fake"s. Lily the sprite and spirited youth. Never asleep and more needy than Rigby,

Dear Diary, When I stepped outside today, I was afraid I'd gone blind. I could see nothing but white in front of me. Soon I noticed that it was only snow. Enough snow that everything was white. Not only was the ground covered but every surface from the walls to the cars as they drove. The snow fell at such a speed and density that my hand was barely visible in front of my face. As I went to the street corner to cross over to the bus stop, I noticed I couldn't see a car coming until it would have been too late. But having no choice, I crossed as quickly as I could. I was lucky I didn't slip or trip from the snow on the street. I waited the 5

Dear Diary, I keep having flashbacks; whenever I look at a raccoon, a mask, a grizzly bear, anything cute, or anything fat, I think of Rigby. How I was his slave. I realize it now, he wasn't my pet, he was my queen. We always said he acted like a queen, but we never saw how weak we were to his whims. If we locked eyes from across the room, he would lay flat on the ground and not move until I picked him up. I once tried to hold out against him, wait him out, but 15 minutes later I couldn't look at those puppy dog, raccoon eyes any longer. As he knew I would, I went and picked him up, cradled him in my arms, petting him behind the ears to his