It started when I woke up at 6:37am. That's when I saw my pet gerbil was dead. It was as still as a statue. I was so horrified by the unbearable sight I cried like a baby.
Shortly after, my mother and aunt appeared from the counter. Just then my mom admitted she accidentally killed the gerbil. "I am very ashamed," she said. I was stunned by these words.
When I came home that afternoon, I ran to the lifeless pet, Minutes later, my aunt and I were in the backyard digging a ginormous hole into the dry crusty earth. Then we gently placed our little friend into the hole.
In every story there is a moral or lesson. In this particular story the lesson is "If you can't help a human at least help an animal."