Don't go, what did I do wrong this time? I ignored that sympathy look and walked straight passed her. I whipped up my keys, took my bag and left the house. Something wasn't right. Oh right, my lib balm! How could I have forgotten. I went back in and hurried up.
Please, don't leave me here alone again, I promise to be a good girl. "I'm sorry Sparky, Julia gotta go to school. Be good, okay? I'll be back soon, I promise" I left abruptly, slamming the door and rushed to school.
Lessons ended at 4pm. I stayed in school longer to complete my quiz.
5pm was spent with my accounting notes, in the school library.
6pm catching up with friends.
7pm indulging in sinful food
I reached home at 8pm. There she was, waiting by the door for me to come back. I waited for you, it's good to have you back. I missed you. I quickly left my bag in a corner, ate dinner and rushed up - I had assignments to complete. Where're you going now? I'm coming up, please wait for me! Behind me was Sparky, struggling to keep with my pace up the stairs. I stroked her a few times and looked at her. Finally you're spending time with me, what happened to coming back early? I'm sorry Sparky, I had to study for my test, must have been hard to stay home alone everyday.
Please spend more time with me, I feel alone all the time. I feel bad, not being able to spend more time with my dog, at the fact that I have a tsunami of project work or assignments waiting to engulf my time, to devour my brain cells and to drain every atom in my body. I really need to take my dog out for a walk, she's really depressed. She's a dog sinking into depression, and it's all my fault.
P/S if you didn't understand, read the ones in black only. The grey refers to how I predicted Sparky to feel.
