Bad News...

From my last journal post that was about my dog Ginger
This is just an update about her you can say
Over the time she has received some pills to help Ginger with her seizures
At first it seemed as if they were working
But later on, she started to have them more often
It's even been harder for her to walk
So we kept her outside with a few blankets for her to rest on
More days passed and she just kept getting worse, the pills didn't seem like they were working
This morning around 11am
My Dad woke me up to tell me that Ginger was going to a vet
To be put down
He even asked me if I wanted to come with to say my goodbyes
Though I didn't want to go only because I was too afraid to even look at her
Now I honestly regret it
I miss her
I want to see her again
She was a big part of my childhood
She was there ever since I was even born, we were even born on the same date
I just feel as if part of my childhood was taken away
I just want her back...