100wc week 22

Mike's Death

I climbed up the ladder to the attic to check on my golden-brown goldfish named Mike. We keep him in the attic because he splashes a lot and we don't care if the floor gets wet. Mike was swimming very slowly. "You okay, little buddy?" He turned to look at me, then tipped over and flew to the top of the water. "Dude, don't die! Please!" Mike jerked and floated lifelessly. I sobbed. "Mike," I sniffed, "no, please..." My mom put her hand on my back and tried to comfort me, but now, that wouldn't be possible.

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