This isn't really a story or a poem, it's really about my feelings. Maybe what I say can help someone deal with the loss of a pet. I'm 17 years old and have learned so much from the pets that I call family. People think they are stupid and worthless, but I believe they hold the secrets of life. They are not evil, they are pure. Only people can be evil. I have many pets and I have lost many pets. Loss is never easy and it isn't something you forget easily either. It will stay in your heart forever. So many people believe that death is the end of everything, but I do not believe this. I don't think I could ever believe that. When I die, I want to be with my pets again. People think I'm crazy when I say I love them more than anything. I'm not crazy, I was given a gift by God. That gift was to love animals with all my heart and to help people understand them. They can never hurt me emotionally like people. They are there for me when I need them and they love me unconditionally. I don't think you could ask for a better gift than that. If you lose a pet keep them in your heart. Keeping them in your heart means their never really gone, their with you forever. Remember the good times you shared and what you learned. And please remember it's all right to cry.